paranoid
08-22-2004, 12:08 PM
All bad things
are because of life,
So I think I'll start this
with a knife,
All your feelings
are weak and bare,
You look at me
with that awful stare,
I come to you
knife behind my back,
Even though
there are things I lack,
I see your face
with a scareful grin,
In a few moments
You will see my sin,
I raise the knife
In my right hand,
Waiting to see
where it may land,
It went through your chest
where your heart died,
If you lived longer
you would have cried,
You're lying there
in a pool of blood,
Then it mixes
with rain and mud,
Now your gone
and will never see,
All the reasons
you hated me,
This is the end
and I did my part,
I killed your soul
and your heart.
I'm not crazy!
are because of life,
So I think I'll start this
with a knife,
All your feelings
are weak and bare,
You look at me
with that awful stare,
I come to you
knife behind my back,
Even though
there are things I lack,
I see your face
with a scareful grin,
In a few moments
You will see my sin,
I raise the knife
In my right hand,
Waiting to see
where it may land,
It went through your chest
where your heart died,
If you lived longer
you would have cried,
You're lying there
in a pool of blood,
Then it mixes
with rain and mud,
Now your gone
and will never see,
All the reasons
you hated me,
This is the end
and I did my part,
I killed your soul
and your heart.
I'm not crazy!