I can see that I did it again the little boy grew up to be just what he’s not I can’t see what’s coming in on me All of you live in his thoughts carving  Carving Would fight for cocaine Would you steal for cocaine Would you fuck for cocaine Will you live your life in my dark pain Cocaine Would you live your life for my dark pain Open the body that lives in the closet I told him to stop it but I had to shove him inside Open the body that lives in the closet it’s rotting in my mind I can see that I did it again the little boy grew up to be just what he’s not  I will continue to kill who I see until I am caught Carving I’m still carving