I'm having nightmares, homicidal fantansies/I wake up stranglin, danglin my bed sheets/I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce/How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss

Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IV/Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me

Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here/Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care?

I hear the doctor standing over me screamin I can make it/Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked

My suffering had left me sad and gloomy.

All for myself the sigh would swell, The tear of anguish start; I little knew what wilder woe Had filled the Poet's heart. I did not know the nights of gloom, …

His face was blue, on his fingers Flecks of green. 'This is my father', I thought.