Therapeutic Massacre (I
Sung to the tune of Therapeutic Massacre
(I Love You)
by Galen Black
Patient on my couch talking 'bout
Trying hard to listen, I stare
at my shoes
Suddenly, quick I felt kind
I grabbed my letter opener
and started to slash
I went SNAP
Therapeutic Massacre, I can't take it much more.
Therapeutic Massacre, blood on the floor.
Therapeutic Massacre, it's what
I had to do.
Therapeutic Massacre, I love you.
Blood on my hands, my pants and my shoes
The door started to open what else could I do
My assistant came in and stared to scream
My eyes opened wide and started to beam
I went snap.
Alone in my room of rubber and white
I had a jacket strapped to
me oh so tight
I struggled, I fought, I finally
I grabbed myself a knife and
had myself a spree
I went SNAP!
Sitting in the chair, strapped to some
Warden standing next to me looking
He gave a nod to the man in the hood
He pulled the lever down, I finally
I went ZAP.
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