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Buried Under Insanity
Dear diary, there's not much time left
I just woke up inside a room I've never seen
They think it's me, I didn't do it
But God if this is true, there must be something wrong with me
There are voices in my head telling me I've murdered
I can't remember, but I fear it might be true
I can't keep from screaming, I'm constantly hungover
It feels like deep down inside, there's something taking over
It's coming back
It's coming back
It's coming back
Why can't I fight it
It's coming back
It's coming back
It's coming back
And now I'm buried
(Hold on, it's still not too late)
Kill them all, leave none behind, then hit the fan with what is left
(Hold on my child, don't let it take you)
Thrust their bodies back and forth
till all their guts splatter the room
(Hold on, it's trying to take your place)
Hang them by a ceiling fan, then watch them till their nooses give
(Keep fighting off, or else your mind will rot)
Let their corpses rot
Dear diary, I can't believe this
I woke up to find a dead man at my feet
What could this mean, could I have done this
Why would I kill a man I could not ever meet
I cannot deny this when it's all so clear
The pain of having no control is now my biggest fear
How did I contract this, is there any remedy
How can someone coexist when they're their own worst enemy
It's coming back
It's coming back
It's coming back
Why can't I fight it
It's coming back
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It's coming back
It's coming back
And now I'm buried
(Hold on, it's still not too late)
Kill them all, leave none behind, then hit the fan with what is left
(Hold on my child, don't let it take you)
Thrust their bodies back and forth
till all their guts splatter the room
(Hold on, it's trying to take your place)
Hang them by a ceiling fan, then watch them till their nooses give
(Keep fighting off, or else your mind will rot)
Let their corpses rot
You know, all I ever wanted was
A little hospitality
I can't control the beast inside of me
Unless I kill the body
You know, I never wanted to die
But now there's no use turning back
Even if I could go back in time
I'd make the same mistakes
This is the last time I will write in this
Tomorrow is my final day
No one believes me when I tell the truth
But I don't know truth anyway
This is the only way to silence it
A sacrifice I won't regret
Let's hope I keep together long enough
Just a couple hours left
Kill them all, leave none behind, then hit the fan with what is left
(I'm sorry child, I could not save you)
Thrust their bodies back and forth
till all their guts splatter the room
(It has you to drain you of all you've got)
Hang them by a ceiling fan, then watch them till their nooses give
(Just bleed it out, and let its body rot)
Let their corpses rot
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