Never were things what they seemed, same time, no victim/red scope beam

Atleast until the end when the police had me trapped

In the center of cop cars, Walton county had me snapped

Waking up, prior to that, looking at the mirror, crystal clearer

was I in my navy jumpsuit, expression blank, just pull my knife in nearer

I recall being home alone, A murder spree was on my dome

And every redneck imbred neighbor'd be the climax of gory doom

Bobcat Ln., I remember the last time it'd rain

I remember needing to bring everyone a present; pain

1 victim, 3 victims, 10 victims, and a dog

Treat 'em more explicit than their relatives treated TBFrog

Except there wasn't a jeep for each, and there was no tree

There was no way that I could say all this had happened accidentally

Mentally, I was visited my something entertaining my mind

Or maybe it's something being tortured, and misery it needs me to find

My Micheal Myers Murders..

17 bars for a song that I had actually written about 7-8 years ago..  I lost the originals, so that sucks.  Let me know what yall think about the lyrics..  True Dream..