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Sit Back Now, Let Me Tell You A Tale
Where Justice Does Not Prevail
About An Ill-Fated Life, So Very Full Of Strife
Where Two Wrongs Do Not Make A Right

So

When I Was Born
I Did Surely Scorn
My Proud Parents Name
Then Their Lives Went Down The Drain
Drove Them Insane
My Birth Was A Curse
I Bit The Nurse
Oh, But I Love The Worst

I Deserve To Be Slowly Submersed
Dried Out Then Laid In A Hearse

When I Was Two
I Poured Super Glue
Into My Fathers Hair
As He Sat Unaware
In His Arm Chair
Much To His Dismay
Had To Cut It All Away
Oh, But It Felt Great

I Deserve To Be Cut And Filleted
Then Tossed About In Disarray
Until The Pieces Melt Away

I Am Not A Bad Man
Even Though I Do Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible Things
But It's Not Quite What It Seems
**Not Quite What He Seems**
Not Quite What I Seem
Ah, Hell
It's Exactly What It Seems

When I Was Four
I'd Wait By The Door
With A Knife In My Hand
And A Most Devious Plan
It Would Be Quite Grand
As The Mail Fell Through The Slot
The Sharp Edge He Got
Oh, But I Like The Thought

I Deserve To Be Tied In A Knot
Broken Bones And Blood Clots

When I Was Six
I Used To Trick
The Next Door Neighbors Son
In The Woods We Would Run
Time For Fun
Hide And Seek Has A Cost
He Would Be Forever Lost
Oh, But I Love To Scoff

I Deveserve To Have My Head Lopped Off
Hidden And Covered In Moss
Until This Memory's Forgot

I Am Not A Bad Man
Even Though I Do Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible Things
But It's Not Quite What It Seems
**Not Quite What He Seems**
Not Quite What I Seem
Ah, Hell
It's Exactly What It Seems

When I Was Eight
I Used To Hate
The Color Of My House
So As Quite As A Mouse
I Burned It Down
To The Ground
When No One Was Around
Oh, But I Love The Sound

I Deserve To Be Quickly Put Down
Rotting Six Feet Underground

When I Was Ten
I Used To Pretend
To Drown In The Sea
Till They Come And Rescue Me
Then Preceed
To Laugh In Their Face
Such A Disgrace
Oh, But I Love The Taste

I Deserve To Have My Brains Displaced
All Over The Fireplace
Until This Life Has Been Erased

I Am Not A Bad Man
Even Though I Do Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible Things
But It's Not Quite What It Seems
**Not Quite What He Seems**
Not Quite What I Seem
Ah, Hell
It's Exactly What It Seems

When I Was Twelve
I Used To Delve
Into Evil Schemes
Just To Illicit Screams
Boost My Self Esteem
Pushed My Sister Down A Well
She Just Fell
Oh, But I Love To Dwell

I Deserve To The Roast Deep Down In Hell
When No One Can Hear Me Yell

When I Was Fourteen

Nothing Much Happened

Well, There Was That One Time

I Am Not A Bad Man
Even Though I Do Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible Things
But It's Not Quite What It Seems
**Not Quite What He Seems**
Not Quite What I Seem
Ah, Hell
It's Exactly What It Seems

When I Was Sixteen
Life Was Frightening
My Brother Was Quiet Dull
So With Laughter In My Skull
Pushed Him In A Hole
Then Buried Him Alive
He Barely Survived
Oh, But I Love The Cries

I Deserve To Be Battered And Fried
In An Electric Chair That's Set On High

Now That I'm Eighteen
I Still Hate Things
From This Padded Cell I Call My Home
No Friends, No Phone
No Life To Call My Own

Here I Will Lie
Until The Very Day I Die
Until My Blood Begins To Dry
And I Return To The Darkness From Whence I Came

So

I Am Not A Bad Man
Even Though I Do Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible Things
But It's Not Quite What It Seems

Not Quite What I Seem
Ah, Hell
I'm Exactly What I Seem