Hello A., this is K.,

The voice within your brain

I came all the long way home

To drive you insane

Take a trip to rifle-land

Spend time at bullet-plaza

It is just the best place to be

For blasts into eternity

Hello A., this is K.,

The man inside your brain

I'll talk to you until you burst

And she's the one to find you first

Blow your brains, count to eleven

This is Suicide Apartment 47

Blow your brains and close the door

This is Suicide Apartment 44

Oh concrete, concrete on the wall

Will he resist or will he fall?

The wallpaper, once your nice dress

Will turn into a bloody mess

Oh carpet, carpet on the floor

You'll surely miss his feet

Please move your ass outside that door

We're playing "trick or treat"