Better Off Dead

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 bitch would be in prison right about prime time
 Bitch 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
 I mean that's a stalkers paradise right there
 Just grab some random photos, make up a name
 And you're ready to pass judgement on people
 And anonymously fuck 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 bitch