Homicidal - Bad Luck 13 Riot Extravaganza

I’ve grown angry, violent, homicidal

My god look how ive grown to be

The man you see standing here, holding a knife at your throat

My mother, father, brother must stay away from me

Cuz ive grown up to be the bad man

Ive turned into something im not supposed to be

Im a danger to myself and others

All I can think is about killing

Killing you is all I can think

I want to kill you myself and the others

Why did I turn out this way, this is all your fault

Blood on the apron, the execution hood

And all I can think is I want to kill you

I have homicidal tendencies

I wanna kill you