I made a deal with a dark little angel
Gave me fortune for soul
Welcome to my twisted fantasy
This is what I call my home

A hole never ending
Listen to my wicked tone
The darkness surrounding
I can feel it take control

I know it's not smart

And now it's bad enough

That I'm a punk with a twisted brain

I'll die a rock star
Like Marilyn Monroe

I'm feelin' bad for the damage when the deed is done

It's close I taste it

I'm ready to take over

I get impatient

A sickness I can't control