Sit Back Now
Let Me Tell 
You A Tale
Where Justice 
Does Not Prevail
About An Ill-
Fated Life
So Very Full 
Of StrifeWhere 
Two Wrongs 
Do Not Make 
A RightSoWhen 
I Was Born
I Did Surely 
ScornMy Proud 
Parent's Name
Then Their 
Lives Went 
Down The Drain
Drove Them 
InsaneMy Birth 
Was A Curse
I Bit The 
NurseOh, But 
I Love The 
WorstI Deserve 
To Be Slowly 
SubmersedDried 
Out Then Laid 
In A Hearse
When I Was 
TwoI Poured 
Super Glue
Into My Fathers 
HairAs He 
Sat Unaware
In His Arm 
ChairMuch 
To His Dismay
Had To Cut 
It All Away
Oh, But It 
Felt Great
I Deserve 
To Cut And 
FilletedThen 
Tossed About 
In Disarray
Until The 
Pieces Melt 
AwayI Am Not 
A Bad ManEven 
Though I Do 
Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible 
ThingsBut 
It's Not Quite 
What It Seems(Not Quite What He Seems)
Not Quite 
What I Seem
Ah, HellIt's 
Exactly What 
It SeemsWhen 
I Was Four
I'd Wait By 
The DoorWith 
A Knife In 
My HandAnd 
A Most Devious 
PlanIt Would 
Be Quite Grand
As The Mail 
Fell Through 
The SlotThe 
Sharp Edge 
He GotOh, 
But I Love 
The Thought
I Deserve 
To Be Tied 
In A KnotBroken 
Bones And 
Blood Clots
When I Was 
SixI Used 
To TrickThe 
Next Door 
Neighbors 
SonIn The 
Woods We Would 
RunTime For 
FunHide N 
Seek Has A 
CostHe Would 
Be Forever 
LostOh, But 
I Love To 
ScoffI Deserve 
To Have My 
Head Lopped 
OffHidden 
And Covered 
In MossUntil 
This Memory's 
ForgotI Am 
Not A Bad 
ManEven Though 
I Do Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible 
ThingsBut 
It's Not Quite 
What It Seems(Not Quite What He Seems)
Not Quite 
What I Seem
Ah, HellIt's 
Exactly What 
It SeemsWhen 
I Was Eight
I Used To 
HateThe Color 
Of My House
So As Quiet 
As A Mouse
I Burned It 
DownTo The 
GroundWhen 
No One Was 
AroundOh, 
But I Love 
The SoundI 
Deserve To 
Be Quickly 
Put DownRotting 
Six-Feet Underground
When I Was 
TenI Used 
To Pretend
To Drown In 
The SeaTill 
They'd Come 
To Rescue 
MeThen Preceed
To Laugh In 
Their Face
Such A Disgrace
Oh, But I 
Love The Taste
I Deserve 
To Have My 
Brains Displaced
All Over The 
FireplaceUntil 
This Life 
Has Been Erased
I Am Not A 
Bad ManEven 
Though I Do 
Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible 
ThingsBut 
It's Not Quite 
What It Seems(Not Quite What He Seems)
Not Quite 
What I Seem
Ah, HellIt's 
Exactly What 
It SeemsWhen 
I Was Twelve
I Used To 
DelveInto 
Evil Schemes
Just To Elicit 
ScreamsBoost 
My Self Esteem
Pushed My 
Sister Down 
A WellShe 
Just FellOh, 
But I Love 
To DwellI 
Deserve To 
Roast Deep 
Down In Hell
Where No One 
Can Hear Me 
YellWhen I 
Was Fourteen
Nothing Much 
HappenedWell
There Was 
That One Time
I Am Not A 
Bad ManEven 
Though I Do 
Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible 
ThingsBut 
It's Not Quite 
What It Seems
Not Quite 
What He Seems
Not Quite 
What I Seem
Ah, HellIt's 
Exactly What 
It SeemsWhen 
I Was Sixteen
Life Was Frightening
My Brother 
Was Quite 
DullSo With 
Laughter In 
My SkullPushed 
Him In A Hole
Then Buried 
Him AliveHe 
Barely Survived
Oh, But I 
Love The Cries
I Deserve 
To Be Battered 
And FriedIn 
An Electric 
Chair That's 
Set On High
Now That I'm 
EighteenI 
Still Hate 
ThingsFrom 
This Padded 
Cell I Call 
My HomeNo 
Friends, No 
PhoneNo Life 
To Call My 
OwnHere I 
Will LieUntil 
The Very Day 
I DieUntil 
My Blood Begins 
To DryAnd 
I Return To 
The Darkness 
From Whence 
I CameSoI 
Am Not A Bad 
ManEven Though 
I Do Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible 
ThingsBut 
It's Not Quite 
What It Seems
Not Quite 
What I Seem
Ah, HellI'm 
Exactly What 
I Seem