Twisting slowly up the walk
I wanna get this over quickly
But my body is not doing
What I thought I'd make it do
The gun is getting slippery
And my vision's getting blurry
And I feel a certain panic
Flowing through me in waves

But I've reached the door now
And I notice I am knocking
I think I hear your footsteps
Is it my throbbing head?
I see the knives turning
Just swallow unsuccessful
My arm raising from my side
The clouds are parting for the sun

Won't he listen?
Listen to me
Won't he listen?
Can't he see?

Let me in
I'm coming for Mother
Let me in
Motherfucker