I can hear his words being spoken,
Fuck! knife in my hand, my soul's broken
Feels like a dream, feels like I've been smoking,
Tied a rope round their necks now they're choking,
He can hear everything I'm thinking,
Someone give me pills and let me get to drinking,
I've forsaken everyone, killed my own god damn kin,
Now you wish you never had a 4yr old son,
Ended his crying with my fucking shotgun,
This evil I can't repel,
Fairytale kisses don't break this spell,
I'm scared and I'm shaking,
You've left your life for the taking,
This is all the work of Satan
Fuck, I'm out of my mind I'm losing control
Everyone I get close to end up dead and cold
Throats sliced make me happy,
Say what you will of me,
I'll always have my fucking family,
Nowadays I can't fucking sleep,
Everyday his making me weak,
Controlling me from the inside,
Not even a chance to hide,
Not sure how long to be alive,
There's a lot to fucking realize..
Thursday, June 4, 2009
A Broken Mind
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