Youngest Son (Criminally Insane Mix)
Why am I in here
What have I done
They say I killed my youngest son
But they told me to do it
Those voices inside
How was I to know if I stabbed him he’d die
Deranged
Maniac
Lunatic
Sick ass
Nut case
Schizo
Unhinged
Psycho
Crackpot
Wacko
Half baked
Weirdo
Raving
Demented
Delirious
And frantic
So many degrading ways to describe me
Let me note them in my madman diary
Impulsive psychosis
Fuck your futile diagnosis
Lost my mind
Sanity I seek but never find
Can’t you see
Not guilty by reason of insanity
Evaluate
I’ll recite the reasons I love to hate
Welcome to my mind
Strap in tight
It’s a wild ride
Things go up
Things go down
But just listen quietly and you might hear this sound
Whoaaaaahhhhh
Addlebrained
Deluded
Cuckoo
Unhappy
Obsessed
Mad
Irrational
Daffy
Incompetent
Compulsive
Disturbed
Wacky
Daft
Bizarre
Looney tunes and
Batty
What term offends me the deepest
Never met someone so fucking facetious
Reality ends
Of course I can see him his name is Fred
Cold and lonely
Can’t you make my padded cell a little more homey
Psycho blight
Mommy says my mind Is just not right
Medication
This one is fucking with my masturbation.
Why am I in here
What have I done
They say I killed my youngest son
But they told me to do it
Those voices inside
How was I to know if I stabbed him he’d diemore