Q strange lyrics decayed thoughts lyrics

(Some of you people listen to this music like this shit is funny



Man this shit ain't funny



I have a problem



And I need help



I mean goddamn look at me



Just look at me)







Godamn, look at me, I'm a mess



I mean, what the hell is happening these days



I don't want to hurt people it's just my mind



I…I can't control myself



Argh







Sitting by a dumpster on a dark and rainy night



I'm killing in a alie ain't a soul in site



Theres rain pouring down on my blood stained clothes



Trembling and shaking cause I just don't know



What's going on with the feeling right inside me



Body parts are rotting in the dumpster right beside me



I don't know who I killed or even why I did it



The last thing I remember I was sitting in my kitchen



Now I'm more covered in blood and I'm fucking soaking wet



I got a human heart on a chain around my neck



My mind is rotting and my thoughts are decayed



A sick imagination in a blood stained brain



So I stand up rain beats off my face



So I get my hatchet and I put it on my waist



Take off my mask and I put it on to place



There ain't no time to waist its blood I wanna taste



I walk into a diner that's open all night



There ain't nobody in there but the cook and his wife



Walked to the place and they're scared as hell



I jump over the counter and they start to yell



I tell the bitch to shut her mouth



And stay the fuck still



Grab the cook's head



Plant his face on the grill



And as I press harder I can smell flesh burnin



Took a hatchet to his neck the blood starts squirtin



Bbody hits the floor, his heads still fryin



His wife lays on the headless body and shes cryin



grabbed her by the hair bit out her throat



She gasps for air and the bitch starts to choke



I leave her to die while I grab the cooks head



I slice off his cheek and I put it in some bread



Cut off their fingers put em in the deep fryer



I ate em' on the counter while I light the place on fire



Leave the burning building



In search of more victims



If anybody steps into my path I'm gonna kill em



Got a pocket full of bibles in my trench coat



A bloody lunchbox filled with noses and throats



Hacked up fragments of brain stuck in my hair



A mayonnais jar filled with bit off ears



man I'm in tears







(Chorus - repeat 4X)



My mind is rotting and my thoughts are decayed



A sick imagination in a blood stained brain