Pre- Medicated Murder Paroles

Walk down the hall in a mental manacle

Dont want to be 'round when you take

yourself out



But i have more vigor than this, step to the

plate to swing and miss

And its a complicated life when how you live is

how you die



Looks like you sould is connected to the wall
out spine

But lived the next day and put the malice away



Thats when I noticed the drip; ignored the

line that didnt skip

It seemed the blue suburban sky turned to

gray polluted night



So now you sleep inside a space, a bed of roses

that thorns replace

No more sleepless night, juss for me but as

for you, a memory