Sitting her with these deep thoughts
i feel like killing myself
tying all these hangman knots
throwing them over things
from time to time
i can imagine me swinging there
back and forth, back and forth
singing all my favorite rhymes
laughing and giggling
at the same time i find myself
misused, misplaced
like a cute little white rat
in a dark and deadly maze
for which i can not escape
i lost myself again
weeping and crying
now laughing and giggling all over again
i find myself alone
I'm throwing the rope
tying the hangman's knot
I'm about ready to go
when i find myself singing those rhymes
from this past i now hold mine
now in my hands i hold my fate
the clock is ticking
its only a matter of time
i wont hesitate
