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