I'm shakin' so fast that you could say I'm vibratin'

There's a sickness in my head a hunger escalatin'

There's no other ending to this shit so why the fuck I'm waitin'

Hop into the darkness for my homicidal break-in

I thought it out for many weeks I even told a reverend

But he ain't even listenin' 'cause I'm over eleven

I told my girlfriend and she just said it was cute

Then asked me how she looked in her fuck me boots and took off





Sweatin' and my chest is burnin' like I'm on fire

So much pressure in my head I could blow air in through a car tire

I'm about to burst pop shatter explode

And everybody's pokin'sticks at me like they wanna splat me





No one sees me when I creep I stay behind shit

Check for open windows I scale across and climb shit

Get inside and choke an old lady in her Craftmatic

And like fresh oxygen to an asthmatic I get a thrill





Every time that a door gets closed. The thrill

Every time that the reaper shows. The thrill

Every time that the red blood flows. The thrill

I gets my proper dose

Every time, (every time) every time (the thrill)

Every time, (every time) every time (the thrill)

Every time that the red blood flows. The thrill





I told the doctor that I losin' all my will to resist

But he was busy eye-fuckin' his receptionist

He wrote me some scripts for time off and placebos

Then set a killa free out his doors

At home in the tunnels underneath the train station

The urge suddenly attacks like an invasion

There's no reasonin' with it and it ain't over 'til it's done

But once I finally do it it's a lot of fuckin' fun





I try to tell my therapist and counselor aswell

But they just say Uh huh until the time limit bell

I told a couple homies and they urged me on to it

If I ever had a fuckin' chance of fightin' this I blew it





I was meant for it opened up a door and jumped in

It was all over 'bout as quick as it began

I started stickin' guts rippin' like I'm guttin' chicken

Her life left her body and my happiness kicked in

Woo!





The thrill 





But when the high comes crashing down where will I be found

I'll be underground (burning away)

And when the high comes crashing down where will I be found

I'll be underground (burning away)

I guess all I'd say is that...

Well why apologize I plead for no forgiveness

I'm goin' straight to hell and I deserve their business

Its useless don't know why I have this illness in me

This killness in me I always knew that to hell they'd send me

Every day was a nightmare only all very real

But nothing compares to enjoyment of the thrill of the kill

(You sick fuck) Thrill of the kill

(You sick fuck) Thrill of the kill

(You sick fuck) Thrill of the kill

(Fuck you sick fuck) Thrill of the kill, kill, kill

(You sick fuck) Thrill of the kill

(You sick fuck) Thrill of the kill

(You sick fuck) Thrill of the kill

(Fuck you sick fuck) Thrill of the killllllyaooo





The thrill