Call it what you want-
I call it a hobby
You call me a freak.
I call it dreams
You call it sick.
I wanna see them die-
Imagine ripping out their spines,
Slicing their meat like an animal's.
I seek out their reactions
Every twist and turn, twitch of their face.
You call it taking advantage,
I call it taking a chance.
Because sometimes my mind gets a little lonely
And the dead are easier to talk to.