Confessions

[Verse 1: Ruthless Rob]
Isolation, masturbation, 15 to life is what I'm facin'
My mind is on vacation, my life is full of frustration
I'm chasin' demons daily, my face is getting hairy
Situation's getting scary, havin' bad dreams of the bitch I buried
I remember just like it was yesterday, when I took her life away
All I could say was, I didn't mean to do it
I lost my mind, yo, I really fuckin' blew it
So they locked me away just like a pit bull
Strapped up in a straitjacket, I'm sick, fool
Havin' hauntein' visions of a fucked up future
This ain't the life I'm used to

[Skit]
-And then it's structural things that are living on a lower level. Small animals, insects, animals and then finally people
-I am an American and I killed Americans. I am a human being and I killed human beings. And I did it in my society
-See, the body dropped to the ground. She just bled out. I split the body in half

[Chorus: 2-Face]
This is my confession, I'm teaching horror lessons
School is now in session, fuck your preacher's blessings
This is my confession I'm teaching horror lessons
School is now in session, fuck your preacher's blessings

[Verse 2: 2-Face]
Grab the soap and eat the rag, cut the head off of her back
Drippin' blood all in the cracks
Doors are shaking, windows cracked
Do whatever for a ride, demons outside, don't be shy
Try my victims' homicide, in the end we'll do or die

[Skit]
-To wake up in the morning and realize what I had done, and with a clear mind. When I woke up in the morning, uh, my forearms were bruised and his chest was bruised and blood was coming out of his mouth. And I have no memory of beating him to death, but I must have
-One part of my life I had killed people for nothingm, just for somebody to look at me wrong. I would kill them
-I'll tell you what. I gave up on love and happiness a long time ago. Even psychopaths have emotions if you dig deep enough, but then again, maybe they don't. We are all evil in some form or another, are we not?

[Outro]
Wicked Sindicate