-Wasn't sure where to put it.-
Talk Fast, Pimp Slow...

Everything About Death.
Everything about death...

God's Child Or Satan's Angel.
Perhaps it's the mind that reads the soul...

Her voice echoes in my mind,
I can feel the happiness gone...

Seldom do you know words of honorable truth,
burning at your hands is your walk away youth...

I'm created in his image,
but why not his faith...

Into you.
A voice from the other line causes my eyes to...

Taken Advantage Of.
Take my heart and die in hell...

Skin so thin,
it could burst at...

A few words to ease the pain,
but none to take it all away...

Little Breakdowns
Turn...

Sometimes it's too hard,
to recall my open past...