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