Sweaty, blood drenched hands
A knife in each one of them
Why did I decide to wear white
Why didn't you put up a fight
The voices told me to choose
G-g-got nothing to lose
I told them I'm seeing red
I need to clear my head
They told me I need a fix
Bloodshed and only for kicks
So I hear they call me mad
Not real wise to many things
But I know I wont be sad
'Cause this is just the beginnings
Between a rock and a hard place
And I think its your face
I think I've got the rhythm
Just one more victim
To think of all these years
It really brings me to tears
I've never felt this great
I got the message too late
So I hear they call me mad
Not real wise to many things
But I know I won't be sad
'Cause this is just the beginnings
Tucked in my own bed
Trying to sleep
Trying to kill the demons
That I keep
Hopin' there's some life
Left for me
To try and leave
Something witchy
So I hear they call me mad
Not real wise to many things
But I know I wont be sad
'Cause this is just the beginnings