Now it drips from her hips do not fix those two leaks let her lie so she'll die not too fast it should last her endless pain coz it's my gain makes me feel like i'm for real don't mess with me coz you're nobody look what she did to me she made me feel funny now she pays for her stay in my life with a knife i'm not happy i don't wanna be coz when you are you're so far from being fearless i'm not like the rest deep in my chest i know i'm blessed with this curse to just burst emotionally don't mess with me you'll get your part of my heart just like her she got her share she figures out she wants to shout she cries for help inside she melts coz no one hears she drowns in tears hopelessness her sickness it's malicious it's delicious my soul waits for its taste this was fate now it's too late for her to change the last past page how could she have known by her own what was to come to her it's not that she had cared some time after she still knew laughter she could've known better she could've thought further
now it drips from her hips do not fix those two leaks let her lie so she'll die not too soon let the tune of her doom sound and bound left amounts not worth to count of last hope she can't cope with just to provoke breathlessly panting fearfully choking coz she hears her doom nears thinking back she never lacked nothin but a slap on her face so a slight craze could have waked her from her flair she could've had cared if only she had cared she wants to cry coz she had lived a lie if only some tears she had left a soul so starkly cleft she's all dried out now she shouts alternately sobs her oxygen being robbed careless of her flesh chest violently pounding instinctively craving for breath my soul leaps still can't believe one can achieve a rush such as this seeing her lying there dying hard expresses high regard to the victim behind this art
