Saint
This Way To The Egress Lyrics

Why hello there little girl
The singer is talking to a young girl.

I have an eye for your red curls
The singer finds the young girl's red hair attractive.

I'd like to see you way upstairs up in my suit
The singer wants to take the young girl to his private room.

Let's have you strip your gown off
The artist wants the young girl to take off her clothing.

While we stumble all around in such
The artist wants to have a drunken encounter with the young girl.

A drunken mess we never want to stop
The singer wants to keep drinking and having intimate moments with the young girl.

I see that you're so pretty
The singer admires the young girl's appearance.

But I've got leave the city
The artist has to leave town.

And I know I'll never see your face again
The artist knows they will not see the young girl again.

But I must confess I'll steal your dress
The artist plans to steal the young girl's dress.

And sniff it as I'm going west
The singer will smell the dress as they leave town.

And I'll never sleep again
The artist's actions have caused them to feel restless.

As I make my way through cities
The singer is traveling through different places.

That are innocent yet gritty
The places they are traveling through have contrasting qualities.

I go to and fro with my obscurities
The singer is uncertain and indecisive.

And I laugh with local children
The artist is having friendly interactions with children.

As I give them toys I made for them
The artist has made toys for the children.

With smiles on their face they watch me leave
The children are happy to see the singer leave.

I tell you now I'm sick of it
The singer is tired of traveling.

I'm coming through the thick of it
The artist is going through challenges.

I wonder is there more to this free lance
The artist is questioning if there's more to their current lifestyle.

And I never knew that through the years
The artist is reflecting on their past.

I'd isolate and shout through tears
The singer has experienced loneliness and sadness.

And with madness I dance
The artist has become irrational in their behavior.

As I wander down dark alley's
The singer is walking through unsafe areas.

And I hear the hobo's asking me
Homeless people are asking the singer for money.

Oh my good sir, could you please spare a cent?
The homeless people are asking for spare change.

I curse them as I kick them down
The artist responds aggressively to the homeless people.

How merciless I victimize
The artist is cruel and enjoys hurting others.

Their silly dumb expressions off their face
The singer is making fun of the homeless people's facial expressions.

I laugh with glee as I turn round
The singer finds pleasure in hurting others.

And leave them all tied up and bound
The artist restrains the homeless people.

Dismiss them for the rats to feast upon
The artist leaves the homeless people to be eaten by rats.

And I hear their cries as I run off
The artist hears the cries of the homeless people as they leave.

But caring not I simply scoff
The singer doesn't care about the homeless people's suffering.

And I must leave this town
The artist has to leave the current town they are in.

So tell me
The singer wants to know something.

Am I going mad for you?
The singer wonders if their obsession with someone/something is causing them to go insane.

I want you to be there when I am through
The singer wants the person/thing of their obsession to be there with them in the end.

'Cause every day I look away
The artist is avoiding something.

I crumble down through my dismay
The artist is experiencing unhappiness and despair.

Pathetic little sick display of curses
The singer realizes their behavior is wrong and unhealthy.

Do you have a doll of me you're sticking with pins?
The singer asks if someone is using voodoo to harm them.

Ooohhh!!!
An expression of discomfort or surprise.

So now it's time to leave behind
The artist is telling themselves to leave something/someone in the past.

The days oh how I was so kind
The artist remembers a time they were kind.

To all the people that I ever met
The singer is thinking about everyone they have encountered.

I refuse to humor them
The artist does not want to entertain the people they have met.

With stories of my life back when
The singer does not want to talk about their past.

I never saw a single day of angst
The singer never experienced any sadness/discomfort in the past.

So I left my soul back in the last town
The singer feels like they lost a part of themselves in the previous town they were in.

Cannot wait to tear these walls down
The artist wants to break free from their current situation.

I will never go back to that life
The artist does not want to return to their previous lifestyle.

'Cause I'd rather cause you slime and rot
The singer would rather harm others than benefit them.

And watch you choke as you get caught
The singer takes pleasure in watching others suffer.

And fall upon my knife
The artist plans to harm people with a knife.

So here you stupid child
The artist is addressing the young girl again.

You can throw away that smile
The artist wants the young girl to stop being happy.

Down the river where you sometimes went to play
The singer suggests the young girl throw her smile away in a river she used to visit.

And if you only knew that off
The artist is revealing something the young girl does not know yet.

The same old tree you used to swing
The young girl used to play on a specific tree.

Your sister hangs so tightly from her noose
The young girl's sister committed suicide by hanging.

And the laughter I am after
The singer wants to hear the sound of laughter.

I cannot hear with this chatter
The artist can't enjoy laughter due to distractions.

So I must have you expire from this world
The artist wants to kill the young girl to hear laughter.

So I'll strangle life right from your lips
The singer plans to murder the young girl.

It seems the only thing I'll miss
The singer is aware they will only miss the young girl's dying breath.

Is your gasping for air
The artist takes pleasure in hearing the young girl struggle for air.

Running down the streets
The artist is running down a street.

I only stop to ravage women in
The artist stops to sexually assault women.

Dark corners of the alley ways at night
The sexual assaults occur in dark alleys at night.

I strip them and I cut them
The artist physically harms the women they sexually assault.

And I force them down upon their knees
The singer physically forces the women into submission.

My eyes roll back to see my evil mind
The singer is aware of their own evil thoughts and desires.

I know now I'm addicted
The singer realizes they are addicted to destructive behavior.

To this life I lead it's wicked
The artist acknowledges their own immoral behavior.

And I know this little spree of mine will last
The artist knows their destructive behavior will continue.

'Cause no matter what I'll find you somewhere
The singer assures themselves they will find their next victim.

Even in your darkest nightmare
The singer knows they will be a source of fear for others.

I won't miss the chance
The artist will take every opportunity to harm or kill someone.

Oh I can't believe what I've done
The artist is beginning to have doubts about their actions.

And It seems that I murder everyone that I see
The artist reflects on the people they have killed.

And if I continue all of this
The singer is questioning if they should continue their behavior.

It'll prove to be so scandalously me
The artist knows their behavior is scandalous.

GUARANTEED
An expression of certainty.

Oh I'll never see, I'll never breathe
The singer thinks they will never have a peaceful life.

I'll never come to faith on this
The singer does not have faith in anything.

I can't sit here and say I wanna change
The artist does not want to change their behavior.

'Cause every life I take
The artist is aware of the lives they have taken.

I feel their precious little faces break
The singer takes pleasure in breaking people's faces.

I need to see the blood upon my hands
The singer wants to see the physical evidence of their murders.

And I fear and loathe this state of mind
The artist is beginning to fear their own state of mind.

But I get higher every time
The artist experiences a psychological high from their destructive behavior.

I cause these worthless kids of mine to scream
The artist thinks of their victims as 'worthless' and takes pleasure in causing them pain/suffering.

So open wide and let it out
The singer wants their victim to scream.

I'll stick it deep unless you shout
The artist will continue to harm their victim if they don't scream.

It's time to die, let's hear you cry
The singer wants to hear their victim's cries as they die.

So I can sleep at night
The singer takes pleasure in their actions and uses them to fall asleep at night.