He's coming closer Can't get away He's moving in I can't escape Get the fuck off me I can't breathe I'm seeing spots You're so diseased Why won't you leave? It was just a game Take your hands off me You're going insane My throat is closing in There's no more air It's closing in God I'm so scared What the fuck happened? What's going on? What the fuck's wrong with you? You're almost gone Why won't you leave? It was just a game Take your hands off me You're going insane I want to paint all the walls with blood only if it belongs to you I've hated you since the happening You fucking junkie psycho Fuck you and your piss-sour booze Whiskey, beer, and hate on your breath I'll rip out your tongue So all you can taste is death Why won't you leave? It was just a game Take your hands off me You're going insane