Traffic Death - Mind Killer by The Lurking Corpses / Traffic Death Lyrics
On your way over to the hospital
Time for the family visit to see what's left of her
They keep saying she's not crazy
She just needs a little time
Might still be a chance that she could come home?
Wouldn't have to spend the nights alone
Just sitting in a chair no sign of conscience thought
But when you look deep inside you can see that it waits
Try to avoid insanity, but it has come for you and me
It could be your friend or a total stranger
Either way you know your life's in danger
Heading back home with a nauseous feeling
When you go to bed just stare at the ceiling
Did she really stab that other patient with a comb?
Maybe she'll come home to show some appreciation
For all those years locked up in the sanitarium
The locks have been picked and the guards are now slain
Only thing left is to distribute all the pain
Time for the family visit to see what's left of her
They keep saying she's not crazy
She just needs a little time
Might still be a chance that she could come home?
Wouldn't have to spend the nights alone
Just sitting in a chair no sign of conscience thought
But when you look deep inside you can see that it waits
Try to avoid insanity, but it has come for you and me
It could be your friend or a total stranger
Either way you know your life's in danger
Heading back home with a nauseous feeling
When you go to bed just stare at the ceiling
Did she really stab that other patient with a comb?
Maybe she'll come home to show some appreciation
For all those years locked up in the sanitarium
The locks have been picked and the guards are now slain
Only thing left is to distribute all the pain