Sensitive

Sensitive

Yes, I do have a sensitive side
But you can't rely on it, so, please?
Just hide
For, if I catch you
And you'd best know that I will
My other side's gonna get you then it's...
Kill, kill, kill!
For, psychopathically speaking
I would have to say
Sensitive, Smensitive
You'd better just pray
That you can evade me
For I'm in a bad mood
Full of resentment
Bad attitude
And, when I'm feeling like this
I cannot control
That deep, angry feeling
My negative soul
The only appeasement
That single placation
Is to take out my malice
On all and creation
To slay and destroy
To murder and maim
I don't care who's the victim
Just as long as they're slain
And, right now I'm thinking
That you're next on my list
I'm sorry. Nothing personal
I just cannot resist
Oh, SUCH satisfaction
The craving, the lust
It feels almost sexual to
Grind your face in the dust
I'm sorry to hurt you
But, you must understand
I'm not feeling myself
This is not MY hand
And this knife isn't mine
I don't want to kill you
But, my dark side is calling
(and OH! WHAT A THRILL TOO!)
But, at least, once it's over
And these feelings subside
I can once more show others
My sensitive side!