The phone rings
Your heart seems to stop
This is a game
You have to pick up
It all seems
To disappear
The voices inside my head
Have been very clear
"Tie him up"
"Don't let him escape"
It's my charade
You have to play
This is my
Asylum of hell
You are stuck here
Fairwell
Kiss me
Don't let me go
I want you to know
All the things that go on in my mind
I'll tie you
To my bed post
Fry you
Turn you to toast
This is my asylum of hell
Leave the light on
Cuz I'll make you scream
Keep your eyes on me
I'll make you wish it was a dream
I tried to
Show you the signs
You didn't listen
Now my glory shines
Pick the flowers
Make your choice
I'll play with you
My little toy
Kiss me
Don't let me go
I want you to know
All the things that go on in my mind
I'll tie you
To my bed post
Fry you
Turn you to toast
This is my asylum of hell
Kiss me
Don't let me go
I want you to know
All the things that go on in my mind
I'll tie you
To my bed post
Fry you
Turn you to toast
This is my asylum of hell