This is the shit you live with,
Accept it as your own.
The devil you know, the one you don't,
they're both at home.
I don't feel any sympathy,
I don't think you're to blame.
But helping you wont help me,
It just will soil my name.

I'd like to think that
I'm the best at what I do.
But what I do aint nice,
But I wont do it to you
You'd like to know me,
you'd like to shake my hand.
But whats the use,
when I dont know who I am!

Thrill! Kill!
Thrill! Kill!
Thrill! Kill!
Thrill! Kill!

I hate the way you like
everything I like.
You have tastes in things
that you never even tried.
You claim the image and
the mind thats not your own.
A carbon copy, a cheap and
worthless clone.

It's time they saw you,
for who you really are.
You're in my shadow,
you won't get very far.
Your id is ruptured,
you have no sense of self.
But you will still have
your own spot in hell!

Thrill! Kill!
Thrill! Kill!
Thrill! Kill!
Thrill! Kill!

You don't have an ounce of free will!
You are nothing to me, but a thrill kill!
You don't have an ounce of free will!
You are nothing to me, but a thrill kill!

You slice their veins,
And you mark them with my sign.
Your whole M.O. and
your lifestyle is mine.
If you catch up to me,
I just might let you slide.
But when i'm hunting,
There's no place that you can hide.

Thrill! Kill!
Thrill! Kill!
Thrill! Kill!
Thrill! Kill!

You don't have an ounce of free will!
You are nothing to me, but a thrill kill!
You don't have an ounce of free will!
You are nothing to me, but a thrill kill!