Grip of Delusion Lyrics

My state of mind

A perverted mess
I talk to myself

As I tear your dress


I've seen her on the street

In the grip of delusion

Lurking in the shadows

In my state of confusion

Scared of the Sun

So I prowl at night
My target mission

To destroy your life


I will hunt you down

Cut off all your hair

Put it in my mouth

With your underwear
Look over your shoulder

You stabbed me in the back

I am over ten years older

Perfect for an attack

In the grip of delusion

I'm dangerous to myself

In the grip of delusion

You cannot scream for help

I'm dangerous to myself
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