Twisted words and avatars, just part of your disguise Stalking chat rooms instigating a terror enterprise You're evrething that i despise yeah What can i do to get my message through? I think you're sick, you're sick in the bead I don't care what daddy made to you So just admit you need a straight jacket Lunatic terror architect I think you're sick, you're sick in the head Your therapist and momma even said You're better off, you're better off... dead! I hear you screaming i'm not the ennemy through a veil of black tears You're your own private eye and you're my nightmare engineer Called the cops but they didn't show They're more efficient in the videos If this was SVU or CSI That b**h would be in prison right about prime time b**h i hope you die What can i do to get my message through? I think you're sick, you're sick in the bead I don't care what daddy made to you So just admit you need a straight jacket Lunatic terror architect I think you're sick, you're sick in the head Your therapist and momma even said You're better off, you're better off... dead! We are surfing a cultural tidal wave called the internet And what brilliance has this digital age brought us? Well you can have quick answer to stupid questions But what if those questions involve other people's personal affairs? Well if you want them answered then I guess you'd turn to a social network Like myspace, facebook, twitter... I mean that's a stalkers paradise right there Just grab some random photos, make up a name And you're ready to pa** judgement on people And anonymously f** with their lives What can i do to get my message through? I think you're sick, you're sick in the bead I don't care what daddy made to you So just admit you need a straight jacket Lunatic terror architect I think you're sick, you're sick in the head Your therapist and momma even said You're better off, you're better off... dead! You're better off dead b**h