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

I´m home, never-ending
Listen to my wicked tongue
The darkness surrounding
I could 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 rockstar 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