Fully Functional

I have the mind of a killer, And a killer in my mind. There's noone else here, I've been left far behind... ¤---¤ Mommy's in the kitchen, Daddy's got his gun. Mommy's throwin' crockery, Daddy's loaded one. But one is all he needs, One'll do the job. Sorry little Timmy son, But Mommys brain is gone. A bullet through her head, I hope it's understood. Mommy's in a lot of pain, This is for her own damn good! ¤---¤ But Daddy Daddy don't you see? Mommy wasn't mad. The pieces fit together now, They spell out one word... DAD! All my life I've battled this, And all my life I've lost. You killed her right before my eyes, Did you think what that would cost!? You drove me to insanity, You fucking drove me nuts! This is all your fucking fault, It's time I spilled your guts! I have the mind of a killer, There's a killer in my head. My Daddy killed my Mommy, Now I killed my Daddy, DEAD.I don't know if you can all understand what is portrayed in it though, because I don't think I expressed what I meant very well, in between the ¤---¤ is when 'I' was a kid and Daddy killed my Mommy... after that, 'I' am fully grown and have realised it was Daddy who was insane, not Mommy... So I killed him, and all this killing has driven 'me' to dementia. Written April 6th, 2002 © on Apr 06 2002 12:31 PM PST   0 • 1