Lyrics
This is definitely not the first video to surface of an execution
Refers to the prevalence of execution videos previously circulated
They claimed responsibility for the executions
The responsible party claimed the executions
Described as severely mentally disturbed
Describing the executed as severely mentally disturbed
It appears to show another hostage executed by the terrorist group
Another hostage appears to be executed by a terrorist group
Deserve to be annihilated
Expresses a belief that certain individuals deserve annihilation
I get my kicks and I want to start a rager
Expresses a desire for excitement and the start of an energetic party
I want to dance like I'm on the video
Desire to dance energetically, mimicking behavior seen in videos
I got a fever for the violent behavior
Desire or excitement for violent behavior
I'm sweating bullets like a modern Romeo
Feeling intense anxiety or nervousness
Bang, bang, give me fame
Desire for fame, linked to the act of shooting
Shoot me up to entertain (oh)
Willingness to be shot or used for entertainment
I am a semi-automatic lonely boy
Identifying as someone who feels isolated and operates like a semi-automatic weapon
You're dead, I'm well fed
Asserting superiority over others who are "dead" metaphorically
Give me death or give me head (oh)
Preference for extreme choices: death or sexual gratification
Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier
Describes a disturbed upbringing from both parents
I testify like a lullaby of memories
Testifying about memories in a soothing manner like a lullaby
Broadcasting live and it's on my radio
Comparing broadcasting experiences to live memories on the radio
I got my photo bomb, I got my Vietnam
Associating personal experiences with war and lies
I love a lie just like anybody else
Admitting an affinity for lies similar to others
Bang, bang, give me fame
Similar to line 12, desiring fame through being shot
Shoot me up to entertain (oh)
Desire to be shot for entertainment purposes
I am a semi-automatic lonely boy
Reiteration of feeling isolated and operating like a semi-automatic weapon
You're dead, I'm well fed
Reasserting superiority over others metaphorically
Give me death or give me head (oh)
Preference for extreme choices: death or sexual gratification
Broadcasting from my room and playing with my toys
Playing with toys while broadcasting from a personal space
I want to be a celebrity martyr (oh)
Desire to be a celebrated martyr, center of attention in their drama
The leading man in my own private drama
Desiring to be the main character in their own life's drama
Hurrah (bang bang), hurrah (bang bang) the hero of the hour
Celebrating oneself as the hero in their own narrative
Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier
Referencing disturbed upbringing from both parents again
I wanna be like the soldiers on the screen
Desire to emulate soldiers depicted in media
It's my private movie (Holy war)
Perceiving life as a personal, dramatic movie, possibly related to a holy war
Oh, baby, baby, this is Viva Vendetta
Referencing a movie ('V for Vendetta') that involves fighting for ideals
Oh, this is love or it's World War Zero
Contrasting love with the possibility of global conflict
I wanna be a celebrity martyr
Reiteration of the desire to be a celebrated martyr
The leading man in my own private drama
Desire to be the main character in their own life's drama reiterated
Hurrah (bang bang), hurrah (bang bang) the hero of the hour
Self-celebration as the hero in their own narrative repeated
Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier
Referencing a disturbed upbringing from both parents once more
I wanna be a celebrity martyr (oh)
Reiteration of the desire to be a celebrated martyr
The leading man in my own private drama
Repeating the desire to be the main character in their own drama
Hurrah (bang bang), hurrah (bang bang) the hero of the hour
Repetition of celebrating oneself as the hero in their narrative
Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier
Referencing a disturbed upbringing from both parents for the final time
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