Sittin' in a cell waitin I'm contimplatin'
Will I see god in heaven or am I seein' satan?
I'm debatin' was it worth it actin' on my urges
Like I had the right to take a life on countless murders
It ain't my fault I'm wicked I'm just as sick kid
I needed help now I'm waitin' to die while time is tickin'
Everytime the sun rise I make a scratch on the wall
So as the days go by I can keepin' track of em all
I know nobodys gonna miss me 'cause I never had a home
You got me locked inside with family but I always was alone
Not a clone in the lab raised by mad scientists
It's all a delusion I should have told a psychiatrist
I try to sit and rationalize close my eyes
See the faces of my victims just before they die
Why could'nt I stop why was killin my addiction?
Why could'nt my mind see the line of that conviction?
'Cause every bloody body part the FBI discovered
Was a piece of someones child someones friend someones mother
I guess it's too late to give a fuck now
I gotta pay the consequences some how
So I sit in a cell sicker than hell hittin' myself
If they don't kill me I'll be killin' myself
I'm feelin' myself fadin' away as the days pass
I'm gettin' payed back in a chamber full of gas
But it's my own fault I should have never got caught
Now they lock me inside of this mysterious vault
So I gasp and choke on the smoke and I can't see
Now I'm dead that makes them no better than me