W.I.C.K.E.D. - Twiztid

Gather we will each in search of a thrill

A reason for feeling the needing to kill

To stop what’s happening, to silence the screams

To not be afraid to sleep and dream

To feel in control and to take it all back

To fall into into pieces as the sky turns to black

Hope you got what you wanted, this wonderful wish

To kill everyday until nothing exists

In the world but you, you’re the last one alive

But with no conflict to confront, will there be a reason to survive?

Will the anger just die or will you kill that as well?

As you sit all alone in your personal hell

WELCOME TO THE WICKED

(Ohhh… I’m laughing with the wicked)

(Ahhh…)

To Wish I Could Kill Everyday