Witchunt
Thought I could repress it
Thought I could control it
I was wrong
I failed
I'm hating again
All whom I thought were my friends
Were wearing sheepskin
Saw a gingerbread house
That was rotting inside out
I will find them
I will punish them
For their conspiracy
For their hatred
For my hatred
Maybe I'm not homicidal
Maybe I'm just suicidal
But I don't want to end it
Too scared
I will find all who have hated me
Find out why
And kill each other