I Wrote this
thinking of the Cold...
In this place of broken bottles, and crushed...
Where most men walk but none of them see...
I am beautiful...
I am a woman...
Hurry up your always l8
yeah woteva, u ain't my m8...
I kno i been slippin
everyone just been trippin...
Some people live in stately mansions,
And some, in blighted neighborhoods...
Im gonna push you down
onto the ground...
That famous chill going down your spine
that must be a sign...
Don't speak don't speak
it's my turn to say what i think...
Do you ever believe me?
tell me do you ever believe in me...
The Angel of Death smiles at me,
I already know where I'm going...
I confess my unholy sins to the Angel of Regret,
I confess my unholy sins in the confessional...