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darby o'trill & devereaux - night of the mental malfunction lyrics

[verse 1: darby o’trill]
engulfed by the magic of demons i speak to the face that appears on my ceiling
the skin on my body is cracking and peeling
i should be in pain but i’m lacking a feeling
death is appealing to me at least at the moment
the blade that i’m holding can bring me some solace
but i have been chosen, the curse can’t be broken
salvation is hopeless, i know this because
i’ve tried suicide multiple times
every time that i die i get brought back to life
they refuse to let me go, they will not leave me alone
they whispering a language i don’t know yet i still understand and i do not have a choice but to follow every single one of their commands

[chorus: darby o’trill]
is this mental stress?
brought on by the fact i’m depressed?
my brain keeps screaming in my head
maybe i just need some rest
is this mental stress?
or have i in fact been possessed?
my brain keeps screaming in my head
telling me leave ’em all dead
[verse 2: darby o’trill]
i stepped out of my house and seen a kid riding his bike
i didn’t wanna do it but the voice told me to end his life
i came up from behind and then i grabbed him by his f+cking neck
bent it back until his spine was piercing through his flesh
this b+tch across the street, she starts to scream, she’ll be the next to die
ran up to her pulled the knife and stabbed her several dozen times
her yard is now covered in the contents of her stomach (eww)
i sit there disgusted but the voice says that he loves it (he loves it)
i begin to vomit as satan sings me a sonnet
i run back to my house, slam my door, and double lock it
with the blood that’s on my fingers i write “sorry” on the wall
pieces of my skin begin to wither and fall off
i hear the demon laughing saying he no longer needs me
i know that i will perish the moment his spirit leaves me
i am unafraid, i have been waiting for this day
for so many painful years i have been forced to play his game
i was just a slave to this voice inside my brain
nothing more than a toy to keep the devil entertained

- darby otrill devereaux lyrics

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