he wants is to kill in you front of an audience While everybody is watching in the party applauding it Here I sit while I’m caught up in deep thought again Contemplating my next plot again Swallowing a calotapin while I’m not in and out of ionamin At the Ramada Inn holding on to the pill bottled in Lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom and make sure I got all of it Wake up naked at McDonalds with blood all over me Dead bodies behind the counter shit Guess I must’ve just blacked out …