I want to go insane
To get away from the beeping Screeching of the bone saw.
To get away from the pain
Of seeing them, their faces
Grinning like they've won the jackpot
Smirking at my cries and pleas
I don't have anything to gain except my life
There killing me
Killing me all over again
I want to go insane
For the freedom, freedom to have no choice
Free to not think, feel
I want to go insane
To feel no remorse
No regret
No sadness and no ache
When I rip them apart
When I smirk at their cries and pleas
When I have them on a table
Strapped down, nowhere to run
I want to be insane
When I slap them, tell them I'm not their son
Because I'm not there son, not anymore