My Ruin

one two freddy's commin' for you
three four better lock your door
five six grab your crucifix...
something wicked this way comes
premeditated evil numbs
cartoon kids crayola smiles
children of the korn fed styles
but i don't buy your lies
i see through your disguise
don't feel your screams or cries
why?...........
[chorus]
i'm sick of looking so sick i can't
i'm sick of the sycophant
sick of listening so sick i can't
i'm sick of the sycophant
i see you breathless and deranged
a little girl who's acting strange
tryna scare us with your scream
but it's all routine
and all you do is take
steal and immitake
you and what you create