In Search Of The Perfect Torture Testo

Testo In Search Of The Perfect Torture

Memories are the only thing what remained

Hell is waiting now for me
There we'll meet again you'll see
You disappointed me so bad
So I shot a bullet in your head
I am in jail now
Waiting in my cold cell
To die

News - Radio, TV they call me the family man
Psychopathic killer - Or blood daddy from hell
But in the heat of the moment, don't you forget
I'm the type of guy who thinks his family
Has to be perfect eventually

Mary-Ann - She was my daughter
and only sixteen years old when she died
Because she didn't listen to me -
She listened to those rock'n roll bands
I caught her kissing this boy - In front of my door
These are the reasons why I ripped out
the guts of that godless little whore

I'm a family man and I do what I can
To keep everything under control
I'm a family man

Angela - She was my wife
and thirty five years when she died
Because she didn't understand me -
She always supported Mary-Ann
She said this girl is old enough
for having a boyfriend
This is the reason why I shot her down
and made her sinful life an end

I'm a family man and I do what I can
To keep everything under control
I'm a family man
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