Take a knife and cut my wrist
As I cut yours...
There is a killer in the shadows waiting for you...
You'll never see it coming untill you're eye to...
I can feel it coming around again
I can feel it shutting me off again...
A busted face, bruised ribs
I tried to survive but succumbed to the pain of...
The warm, gooey sweetness
comes pouring out, like a waterfall...
You have become a monster,
Sick, twisted...
Hear the chimes of echoed hurt.
The pain has come to try and flirt...
Theres something wrong with my mind, shadows...
Come play with me, I'm your favorite toy.
Kick me like a hacky sack; until I fall to the...
In dark of night she wisps away
Each rosy memory to keep...
Week one week two,
Week three week four...
It started with a virgin red rose,
in the beginning of spring...