Monster
End this suffering
You made a monster of meThrough all your wicked liesForever tortured by youAbandoned at death's doorUntil I said no more
Don't look awayYou're just a former regret of mineAnd when you want, just look awayYou're just a former regret of mineErasing now
You made a rock star of meGave me this wicked lifePaid to be tortured by youA life I now abhorAnd still I say, no more
Think over all of the shit in your mindThink over and come to grip with itThink over all of the shit in your little twisted sick mind, all said