I kill for the pleasure

I'm lying on the ground and I open my eyes
I hurt all over
I've got blood by my eyes
Bloody knuckles
Cut up hand
Then I remember how I killed that man
He tried to run
But he didn't get away
"Run
Run
Run!"
Is all I say
I like to torture
Make them feel pain
You will die
And you'll die in vain
I may be crazy
I may be insane
But I'll kill 'em all
No matter how vain
There goes one
Here comes another
I'll kill them all
I don't give a mother fu****
Bye
Bye
Little boy
You're gonna die
Slit your wrists and hear you cry
I take a knife
I take a gun
You're gonna scream and I'll laugh as you run
Bang
Bang
Bang
Now you're dead
Two shots on the back and one on the head
Please sleep soundly in your bed
Your cute little coffin bed
I kill them for pleasure
Nothing can measure such pleasures I feel
They're all gonna die
And they're gonna die here

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