My mother tells me to kill
Pick up the phone against my will
Voices her voice Is shrill
Pick up the knife against my will
I come out of their and im the nutbag
Get her out of the house that disgusting slag
She left a body in car wrapped up in bag
That was a warning
From the old hag
Her next victim
A kid locked in the cellar
His girl looked in the eyes of the killer
He didn't run cause he didn't have time
And now he's lost his life
Mother what have you done
Why did you kill another one
Now they'll come back for me
And I will cover for thee
My mother tells me to kill
Pick up the phone against my will
Voices her voice is cold and shrill
Pick up the knife against my will
Where was I
I was locked in a room
A kid was left dead with a knife womb
They haven't found his body
But what they haven't told me
Is that they gonna wanna put the blame on me
Tricks
Psychological misfits
That's what im living in a house with
Your never safe on your own
More a hell than a home
I dug up the grave to my mother's bones
Now I knew she was dead
Is the voice in my head
I think somhow I have been mislead
Mother what have you done
Why did you kill another one
Now they'll come back for me
And I will cover for thee
My mother tells me to kill
Pick up the phone against my will
Voices her voice is cold and shrill
Pick up the knife against my will
I love you
And I'm so afraid that
I'll lose you
Please take away my
Anticipation that's killing me
I need to know just how you feel
Do you even want me
What I have for you is real
I suffer in silence
Where do I find this
Cure to the pain that
Lives inside us