Mommy I'm Capable

I'm very attached to what I've done I killed these women because I felt destroyed and persecuted by my mother I don't blame my mother, I say I hate her I was tired of killing Mom, there was a big hole in my life I walled that void I'm not stupid or retarded Yet I had to sleep in the basement Confronting demons and ghosts Why am I taking shots? I prepared my mind for these things related to death You thought I couldn't find a girlfriend I proved to you That I could bring some back Now you're the one Who's going to suffer While you're sleeping I'm going back to your room I'm hitting you in the head I finish you up By slitting your throat I'm dropping your decapitated head On the mantelpiece I'm finally having fun with you Look what you've done with me You've been nothing but a pain I prepared my mind for these things related to death