Dr. Dr.

1-800 suicide, oh, I want to be at your side. Your smell is intoxicating, now I sit anticipating... Trust me now, do you dare, come with me, without a care. Violence and fear humiliate, I just want to retaliate. Pounding out agressions, sadism has become my dark obsession. Driving my knife in your flesh, down inside, my feelings mesh. Blood pours down your skin, I know that I will win. Scream in pain, I'll take your life, I own you now, me and my knife.