i think he s going to leave (relief) paper betrayers line the door handle no escape for me just yet (depression) he s back he slaps me in the head says he s leaving for the weekend and doesn t want me whoring around (rage) b l a d e handcuffs pinning me to the table he shuts the door behind him i loose control and slam the table again again it collapses the legs are off (hope) he s back i hear the lock turn free i slam his head with one of the legs over and over blood everywhere (berzerk) he s down but i hit him again crunching bones bleading holes (discust) he s going to die but i don t care i kick him again on my way out (free!)