I'm surrounded, each doorway covered By at least twenty men And they're going to take me, throw me in prison I ain't coming back again I ain't coming back again When I was younger, handsomer and stronger I felt like I could do anything But all of these people making all these faces Didn't seem like my kith and kin Didn't seem like my kith and kin And Colin Kincaid from the twelfth grade Guess you could say he was my best friend Lived in a big tall house out on Westfall Where we would hide when the rain rolled in Where we would hide when the rain rolled in We went out one night and took a flashlight Out with these two girls Colin knew from Kenwood Christian One was named Laurie, that's what the story
Said next week in the Guardian Said next week in the Guardian Well, when I k**ed her it was so easy That I wanted to k** her again I got down on both of my knees and She ain't coming back again She ain't coming back again Now, with all these cameras focused on my face Well, you would think that they could see it through my skin Looking for evil, thinking they can trace it, but Evil don't look like anything Evil don't look like anything Evil don't look like anything Evil don't look like anything Evil don't look like anything Evil don't look like anything Evil don't look like anything Evil don't look like anything