Why? Why?
Why do you always get your conscience to enter the fray?
Why do let your guilt drown you away?
You realized and got it back for a while
Then he murdered what it was coz' what he became told him to
Why does it reflect on you still?
You're the reason I'm held back yet
If it weren't I would have ripped him apart
And drank his blood as well
Or just leave him on the edge
Puking his guts out, dirtying the cathedral steps
Aye! No respite. But even fantasising....
...Is a bit too much for you
Isn't it high time that I'm brought to ground, literally
What you say scabs me deep
Deeper than what you think or possibly imagine it to be
But, what can I do?
I wish I could express my care in better ways
But this is the only way I know of
I'm no sissy who'll get beaten and thrown
Even if they manage to make me spit out my blood
I'l suck it in, and give em' their life's biggest fuck
I know I'm nothing at all, I'm sure you know more than me
But this is not what I can't take care of.
If it's like this then anyone can take me out
Coz' owing to this wonderful lady
I'm not allowed..
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