I have all these panic attacks, I examine the facts,
I need more fire in my life but I've dampened the match,
my role model has a bottle of meds so I got some Xanax to Match,
my vision is getting darker because I'm caught up with my thoughts of being followed by a stalker,
caught up with the thought of my little school being shot up,
hearing screaming telling them to stop it but they know that they won't knock it
Not even when the cops and the doctors come in telling them to drop it,
but they just cock it and put the stock in their shoulders and blow us if we don't follow their orders just to show us that they will not quit,
trying to take Columbine and top it,
making us stand in a line and ask us who we think God is,
that's only one of the things that's going around in my mind,
I'm also scared on a dare to go up to a house and blare and shout "get out of there!" get snatched,
eye beaten black and losing my air,
getting attacked I've broken my back while they were pulling my hair,
after they do that I know they don't lack in their flair,
they take me out back, I look through the crack of the sack where they've got me packed,
Then I imagine my girlfriend Tabitha so I try to chat with my Dracula, I say,
"I'll do what I can to flatter ya,
I need to get back, oh you hear that?
It's my dad, he's mad at ya"
he opens the sack and he starts to talk back,
"you see this bat? I'll take your brain matter and splatter ya,
I continue that with stabbing ya,
simple as that, make your skull flat and cadaver ya,
Let's look at my stats,
all the kids I kidnapped beginning with a kid named Skipper
all he said was, 'can I see my mom cause I'm really starting to miss her, I need to do my chores mister I need to mark my list off."
I said, "No little skipper you'll never get to kiss her,
you'll never get to hear her and you'll never eat her dinner,
hi my name is Jack and kid I am called the ripper.'" I call out to my girlfriend and then I ball my fist up,
Hit him in the head thought he'd fall but instead he's really pissed off,
"If your girl comes over here than I'll start to skin her, I'll make you feel the void of losing someone you can't afford to miss, you can't avoid this Samuel it's not your choice,
Think back to the toy that you wanted so bad from mister Voight,
but the next day he was unemployed so all he got you was a stupid coin,
Oh boy how annoying but I love that story."
He proceeded with feeding me this digesting cuisine made me sick to my stomach and started hurting my spleen then I started to stop seeing and the life had no meaning,
I fell to the cement when I stopped all my breathing,
I can't explain my pain and the shame I refrain from trying to contain,
I can't show you the strain in my brain I am drained and I am forever stained and I'll never be able to feel the same....
