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LYRICS: He was known as a laughing stock, They said "you will never be something you're better off dead." "Why can't you see that you're hurting me." he thought "All I want are friends" But in his dreams he wants them dead Small bits of hate grow inside his head One by one they'll see that he's more than meets the eye Eyes turned black there's a demon that hides inside
Ten years have passed but he did not forget He found them all, he wants them all dead
Eyes turned black, he drove to the first address Looking at the man who said he's better off dead His hands tied together his feet locked on the ground There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
He shoots he's dead
As he looks down at the mess he's created He feels sublime the next one is waiting
As he drives to his other victim He looks in the mirror, what has become of him Soaked in blood he won't go any further He knows he won't get away with murder
Eyes turned black he tied a rope 'round his neck The things he's done he can never go back One step away towards his end Hanged from a tree!