Shoulder Recorders (Rated R)

The account must be given
The nails they must be driven in
Every word spoken revealed
Every thought dreamed portrayed
Imagine the devil and an angel on your shoulder
But scratch the divine all I see is red
This boy is possessed by two demons
There is no good in him
No honor and no remorse
These spirit hold to their own form of sinning
One is into bloodshed and the other into immorality
Seeing the same episode of life offering two different answers
Half of the kid wants to use a meat cleaver to solve the issue
The other wants to bend Mrs. Cleaver over the sink and rape her
Scream for me so that I know that the torture is really working
My shoulder recorders talking to me
So how can I hear what you're bitching about,
With these little guys sticking forked tongues in my ears?
Infectious to the max there is nothing better
Tell the tale of when the corruption was at its peak
When dysfunction was the prescription for my disease
Come home from a hard day at work to find my wife cheating
What do they say?
Number 1 here he goes
Okay buddy this is what you do
Run to the room and grab your gun
Hold them at its point and begin to beat them with it
As they're passed out get the duct tape and string them up
Locked down to chairs you cut their eyelids off
They are gonna watch as you cut all their skin off
Pouring salt in the wounds the acid drips begin to fall
Pulling out teeth and fingernails and there is no looking away
This will make you think twice before fucking behind my back
Finally the piece de resistance I sharpen rusty knives and cut off both their heads
But before the blood starts pouring number 2 speaks up
No no wait there is a better way to let out your anger
Torture is all nice and good for the John you caught in adultery
But for the little lady it has to be much worse
She was the one who decided that the sacred vows you took meant nothing
Make her watch as you molest this new man of hers
Then turn your full wrathful attention on her 
Cut off her cliteris before you punch your fist through her pussy
Pull out all her hair as sodomy becomes the next step in the surgery
Taking out a heart while it's still beating is the name of this game
Finger her with her own finger off of the arm you chopped off
Forget using an axe, use your fucking teeth and drink in the crimson river
Make the tears she's crying really worth something
Beat that cunt so hard even her own mother wouldn't believe this is her breed
Now they're both dead time to get rid of the evidence
Set both of these fuckers on fire until only ashes remain
Dump them down the toilet and now there's nothing left
Remember the last step and this is the crucial one
Forget everything you just did so when you're questioned you'll be telling the truth
This is what happens when there is no angel sitting on your shoulder
Only two faces of evil pulling all the strings
Wake up boy this has all been a bad dream
Yet as I raise and look in the mirror I see the burn marks
Marking where two little devils sat during the night controlling me
Man the only thing I can think now is damn I really fucked up this time
The End