Consider this a confession There's sulfur on my breath Bring me death I can feel the hate Running straight through my veins My nerves are wearing thin Like a fine Chardonnay I can feel the hate I live a life of pain No one is safe I've killed before and I liked it Didn't you hear what I said? I've killed before and I liked it Don't you dare tell me it's in my head Do you like Huey Lewis and the news? "Hey Paul!" Something is happening I need blood to fill my needs I tried to tell you But you didn't listen I'm into murders and executions I can feel the hate I live a life of pain Bring me death