I met you at my house on a Saturday night I knew you for less than 10 and then you grabbed me tight. Riding me like the Dukes ride the General Lee. With a grip so hard it couldn't let me breathe. This could be our sick love song sick love song sick love song so grab my hand for another lost one in our sick love song. This could be our sick love song sick love song sick love song so grab my hand for another lost one in our sick love song. I'll treat you like a lady if you treat me like a dog use me abuse me or throw me away like god. You'll never cover up any of the words that were said. Which is why I left the razor blade marks on your chest. This could be our sick love song sick love song sick love song so grab my hand for another lost one in our sick love song. This could be our sick love song sick love song sick love song so grab my hand for another lost one in our sick love song. This could be our sick love song sick love song sick love song so grab my hand for another lost one in our sick love song. This could be our sick love song sick love song sick love song so grab my hand for another lost one in our sick love song. Whoa So Sick Lyrics by: Alex Fletcher

We come into your house at night we watch as you scream in fright. To watch you from your window sill is the only way to make me feel. I've been watching you all along. I'm an American Psycho born in a country of killers. I'm an American Psycho killers on the brink of extinction. We jab a knife into your throat so that we make sure that you know that when you try to run away you'll get on your knees and start to pray Have you ever died alone? I'm an American Psycho born in a country of killers. I'm an American Psycho killers on the brink of extinction. And you know that we are watching and you know that we are waiting. I'm an American Psycho born in a country of killers. I'm an American Psycho killers on the brink of extinction. I'm an American Psycho born in a country of killers. I'm an American Psycho killers on the brink of extinction. Lyrics by: Alex Fletcher

Let me cut your pretty face shower in blood across this place. Petty pictures for petty things false promises given for false rings Every time I see her soul on fire she becomes my desire. When I can tell that a flame is in denial, then I crack a smile. Petty pictures for petty things false promises given for false rings. Cutting up her flame ridden eye. It gives a man a good reason to cry. Every time I see her soul on fire she becomes my desire. When I can tell that a flame is in denial, then I crack a smile. Any reason you had left for living gives you false reasons of hope. Every time I see her soul on fire she becomes my desire. When I can tell that a flame is in denial, then I crack a smile. Lyrics by: Alex Fletcher

I don't need to know 1 through 10 because 1 through 8 is what I need. Killing time is my greatest friend because the power lines help me to feed. Power lines run across the corner of their system, across the winter crossing lines of shock and pain to hurt them pain becomes of mine through the power lines. So I dance on the lines all through the night, All is mine Man Dancer shows his might through the power lines. So I dance on the lines all through the night, All is mine Man Dancer shows his might through the power lines. I don't need no friends to fight I just need the night time. Dance 'til night is morning light til the sun begins to shine. On the power lines all through the night Man Dancer shows his might. So I dance on the lines all through the night, All is mine Man Dancer shows his might through the power lines. So I dance on the lines all through the night, All is mine Man Dancer shows his might through the power lines. I don't need to know 1 through 10 cause 1 through 8 is what I need On the power lines all through the night. Lyrics by: Alex Fletcher

They ride in on Satan's hell hounds goin' bout 125. Nothing could ever stop them these crazy bitches are gunnin' high. They're gunning high They're gunning high They're gunning high Crazy hell girls, Psychotic visions Psycho sluts from hell. Crazy hell girls, Psychotic visions Psycho sluts from hell. They'll ride you and break your bones mixing pleasure and pain in mind. Taking men back as their slaves making their demon seed come alive. They're gunning high They're gunning high They're gunning high Crazy hell girls, Psychotic visions Psycho sluts from hell. Crazy hell girls, Psychotic visions Psycho sluts from hell. Do you read the Bible? There's a passage I've got memorized Ezekiel 25:17 "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you." I've been saying that shit for years And it could be you're the righteous man and I'm the Shepard and it's the world that's evil and selfish I'd like that but that shit ain't the truth. The truth is you're the weak and I'm the tyranny of evil men. Crazy hell girls, Psychotic visions Psycho sluts from hell. Crazy hell girls, Psychotic visions Psycho sluts from hell. Lyrics by: Alex Fletcher

Dropping bombs on everybody's son I have no faith left in me. The killing fields in what I feel is nothing compared to what I've seen. Living in fear of life itself and what it has come to be. Annihilation and deportation of nothing that you could ever believe. Come on everybody do you wanna fight and die in a country not our own? Come on everybody do you wanna join the party far away from home? Roll on in commit a greater sin which is for the greater good. Follow me for what we can believe to be everybody's fool. You can only be right because you're never wrong that's why in gods name we are true, so go and fight for your tyrants might because what we know is not just what we knew. Come on everybody do you wanna fight and die in a country not our own? Come on everybody do you wanna join the party far away from home? Far Away Come on everybody do you wanna fight and die in a country not our own? Come on everybody do you wanna join the party far away from home? Come on everybody do you wanna fight and die in a country not our own? Lyrics by: Alex Fletcher

The Cadillac stands in the welfare line, ask "whats the problem?" and I'll show you the sign of drive thru lies that dine on crime. The human machine is the one that dies. Fly fly little bug I'm gonna get you fly real far away, die die tiny thug I'm gonna squash you and leave it in decay. Take these bloody streets with bloody hands of mine. I lead no ones crown I only lead their kind. The city will meet with the sword tonight, I'll be there to make sure it's done right. Fly fly little bug I'm gonna get you fly real far away, die die tiny thug I'm gonna squash you and leave it in decay. Leave it in decay Leave it in decay Fly fly little bug I'm gonna get you fly real far away, die die tiny thug I'm gonna squash you and leave it in decay. Fly fly little bug I'm gonna get you fly real far away, die die tiny thug I'm gonna squash you and leave it in decay. Lyrics by: Alex Fletcher and Codi Yost

I don't go on rooftops I don't scrim the sky. I wish that Superman would die. I don't save people I just save myself because I don't care about your health. Run away runaway I won't play the victim again go away go away because I don't wanna be your Superman. I don't run in tights I don't show my might because I don't care about your lives. I don't care for heroes I don't care for their kind because they never cared about mine. Run away runaway I won't play the victim again go away go away because I don't wanna be your Superman. Run away Runaway Runaway Run away runaway I won't play the victim again go away go away because I don't wanna be your Superman. Run away runaway I won't play the victim again go away go away because I don't wanna be your Superman. Your Superman and I don't want to be your Superman your Superman your Superman and I don't want to be your Superman Lyrics by: Alex Fletcher

I've met so many people but none just quite like you. I know there's better ones out there but I only need you. You make me smile when no one else can, you make me happier that I'm a better man. You make me happy with the sunrise, you make me cry when your tears dry. I didn't think I could ever feel this way with your random little ways. We were so different yet so alike in many ways, but it never affected me or changed my mind about you at all. You make me happy with the sunrise, you make me cry when your tears dry. I didn't think I could ever feel this way with your random little ways. I wouldn't change it for the world. I wouldn't change it for the world. You make me happy with the sunrise, you make me cry when your tears dry. I didn't think I could ever feel this way with your random little days. Lyrics by: Alex Fletcher

Lust for power gone away in winter night. Follow never ending stories to come. Going into falling lights going into today. Helpless living helps me to sleep. It's a beautiful nightmare going home is not my home. Learn to live in despair in fear of going with her. It's a beautiful nightmare going home is not my home. She will not find my greatest foes, a baby who grows up just to fight. Shivers go through the tips of my toes. Will I go out and die tonight. It's a beautiful nightmare going home is not my home. Learn to live in despair in fear of going with her. It's a beautiful nightmare going home is not my home. Gone and away. Gone and away. Gone and away. Gone and away. Gone and away. It's a beautiful nightmare going home is not my home. Learn to live in despair in fear of going with her. It's a beautiful nightmare going home is not my home. Lyrics by: Alex Fletcher

We are the dead coming to life. No room for the living. No place of rest. Living in guilt of our fading eyes. A breed of suffering in the world of the dead. This is no longer between me and you. Coming from an empty life all reasons are gone, a shallow grave is my destination. For we are not alive but dead as one. Our time for resurrection in the eyes of the dead. You could never understand what we go through, because you don't know who we are. They could never be as alive as we once knew, because the dead have gone so far. This is no longer between me and you. Coming from an empty life all reasons are gone, a shallow grave is my destination. For we are not alive but dead as one. Our time for resurrection in the eyes of the dead. You could try a silver bullet but you cannot kill us so well. Willingly we will pay your debt when your blood has been drained full. Coming from an empty life all reasons are gone, a shallow grave is my destination. For we are not alive but dead as one. Our time for resurrection in the eyes of the dead. we are the dead we are the dead we are the dead we are the dead We come to life to take our pain bestowed upon lives left in disdain. For we are the dead living in their eyes we cannot rest as we are coming alive. Coming from an empty life all reasons are gone, a shallow grave is my destination. For we are not alive but dead as one. Our time for resurrection in the eyes of the dead. Lyrics by: Alex Fletcher