(I'm still in the mood for killing. stare Damn, I need someone to hire me for war. Well, here's so lyrics from Slipknot!)
I'm in conniptions for the final act you came here for
The one derivative you manage is the one I abhor
I need a minute to elaborate for everyone the
Everyday bullshit things that you have done
Your impossible ego ******** is like a
Megalomaniacal tab on my tongue
You ********' touch me I will rip you apart
I'll reach in and take a bite out of that
s**t you call a heart...
I don't mind being ogled, ridiculed
Made to feel miniscule
If you consider the source, it's kinda pitiful
The only thing you really know about me is...
...that's all you'll ever know
I know why you blame me
I know why you blame yourself
I know why you plague me
I know why you plague yourself
I'm turning it around like a knife in the shell
I wanna understand why, but I'm hurting myself
I haven't seen a lotta reasons to stop it
I can't just drop it
I'm just a b*****d, but at least I admit it
At least I admit it
I know why you blame me
I know why you blame yourself
I know why you plague me
I know why you plague yourself
Kill you - ******** you - I will never be you
Kill you - ******** you - I will never be you
I can't ********' take it anymore
A snap of the synapse
And now it's ********' war
Kill you - ******** you - I will never be you
 Dark Warrior Paine · Wed Jun 22, 2005 @ 02:43pm · 2 Comments |
