It´s been doing some thinking
And felt fair that she should know
All actions in which partake
Are far beyond It´s control
Whether It was born or bred
Genetic, Environment
I wouldn´t bother to ask It why
Simply concentrate on when

It lies awake, yes, quite obsessed
Making plans but It won´t tell
So longs to hear her final words
I brought this on myself
The theory of futility
Now you´ll learn, so be prepared
Enemies are equal to
Wrath times the speed of fright squared

If you don´t kill me
I´m going to have to kill you
You-Hoo

My God helps those who help themselves
Of thus, she shant be ashamed
Crawl into line and wait your turn
Remember Jesus slaves
Department of Probation:
"Legally It can´t be blamed,
held therefore unaccountable
since It´s clinically insane - what a shame again"

If you don´t kill me
I´m going to have to kill you
You-Hoo

You must decide
We´re out of time
No place to hide
Your choice - not mine