Buried Under Insanity

Dear diary, there's not much time left I just woke up inside a room I've never seen They think it's me, I didn't do it But God if this is true, there must be something wrong with me There are voices in my head telling me I've murdered I can't remember, but I fear it might be true I can't keep from screaming, I'm constantly hungover It feels like deep down inside, there's something taking over It's coming back It's coming back It's coming back Why can't I fight it It's coming back It's coming back It's coming back And now I'm buried (Hold on, it's still not too late) Kill them all, leave none behind, then hit the fan with what is left! (Hold on my child, don't let it take you) Thrust their bodies back and forth Till all their guts splatter the room! (Hold on, it's trying to take your place) Hang them by a ceiling fan, then watch them till their nooses give! (Keep fighting off, or else your mind will rot) Let their corpses rot! Dear diary, I can't believe this I woke up to find a dead man at my feet What could this mean, could I have done this Why would I kill a man I could not ever meet I cannot deny this when it's all so clear The pain of having no control is now my biggest fear How did I contract this, is there any remedy How can someone coexist when they're their own worst enemy It's coming back It's coming back It's coming back Why can't I fight it It's coming back It's coming back It's coming back And now I'm buried (Hold on, it's still not too late) Kill them all, leave none behind, then hit the fan with what is left! (Hold on my child, don't let it take you) Thrust their bodies back and forth Till all their guts splatter the room! (Hold on, it's trying to take your place) Hang them by a ceiling fan, then watch them till their nooses give! (Keep fighting off, or else your mind will rot) Let their corpses rot! You know, all I ever wanted was A little hospitality I can't control the beast inside of me Unless I kill the body You know, I never wanted to die But now there's no use turning back Even if I could go back in time I'd make the same mistakes This is the last time I will write in this Tomorrow is my final day No one believes me when I tell the truth But I don't know truth anyway This is the only way to silence it A sacrifice I won't regret Let's hope I keep together long enough Just a couple hours left Kill them all, leave none behind, then hit the fan with what is left! (I'm sorry child, I could not save you) Thrust their bodies back and forth Till all their guts splatter the room! (It has you to drain you of all you've got) Hang them by a ceiling fan, then watch them till their nooses give! (Just bleed it out, and let its body rot) Let their corpses rot!