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Two strings and two tonesHere I sit and I'm all aloneI'd like to meet youI'd like to reach youHear your voice on the telephoneHello...In my cell everydayI get my food from a little trayI'm killing people on my wallThere's a psycho inside us allI confuse them all and they don't seeSometimes it's Mommy, sometimes it's meSometimes it's Auntie with her axI lose control and then I get it backTomorrow at 3:00 I get outI fooled them all, and there's no doubtAuntie says that we're not throughLet's make it number twenty-twoI'm gonna kill you... From Letras Mania