Someone write me a letter. I need to know that I'm still alive. Someone give me a telephone call, I need to hear a human sound. Someone open up a door and let me out of this place. I've been caged up for oh so long I don't know if I'm living or dying.
“No love for killer babies, my pain is written on your walls. Ohh, it's time I leave you now. Mama look what you made me, your locomotive killer calls. Ohh, I know you hear me now...”