Mother, I'm sorry
For the disease I inject in you
Into your belly so soft and safe
And clean beneath your plastic skin
Yes, I am evil so I intuitively know
Where the surface can be broken through
Far beneath the black lace
Where the water's thick and sweet and I am drunken through
Yeah, I'm sorry for the pain
But I don't even know where I begin
Yeah, I'm sorry for the guilt and shame
But they feed me and they define me
Shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame)
Shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame)
Shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame)
Shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame)
Shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame)
Shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame)
Shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame)
Shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame, (shame), shame
I am evil and unrepentant
Just like my father before me