Thoughts of suicidal tendencies, feelings on insane, starts with the life
they lived, not what's inside the brain. Mind of a maniac is not a grateful place, their thoughts of a killing season, it's a timely race.
Blood is what they love to see, it chills us to the bone, their killings is an art to them, they love it to be shown. The mind of a maniac, it is so cut and dry, come catch them if you want, you can come and try.
Some want to be caught, some they never find, some hide in public, dont see them as if blind. Thoughts of insanity, keeps playing in your head, dont take these people lightly, or you'll wind up dead.
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