K was for Karla
Who like to play dead
Oh she'd twist up your words
And she'd mess with your head
She didn't even cringe
She just watched as you bled
And she turned your veins
From blue to red
Psychopathic ways
And idiotic games
A schizophrenic maze
Of lies to numb the pain
Oooh Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!
K was for Karla
Who loved the sight
Of any little thing
That could cause you fright
It's Karla the Strange
You better get it right
Or she might eat your brains
In the middle of the night
Psychopathic ways
And idiotic games
A schizophrenic maze
Of lies to numb the pain
Oooh Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!
Addiction, addiction
Death and affliction
A walking contradiction
Living life in fiction
Perfection, Perfection
Everyone's deception
Find your new obsession
To feed your aggression
K was for Karla
Who liked to play dead
Oh she'd twist up your words
And she'd mess with your head
She didn't even cringe
She just watched as you bled
And she turned your veins
From blue to red
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