You don't know me
and likewise for you.
So why would you feel the need
to tell me what the **** I should do?

In this life, you have no idea,
NO CLUE
the strifes and struggles
anything I've been through.

You preach to me
which way to go
what street to take
or path to go.

You'll never know
what road I came down
to get to this place.

So, just dismiss your petty judgement
and your ******* case.

Baby, just bleed
just bleed for me.
I feel that it's all I could need,
could EVER need
to see how you feel for me.
Nevermind the tears you have shed,
I want your blood instead.

Your heart ripped out,
blood dripping from your mouth.
Too see a glazed look in your eyes,
oh how I want to watch your demise.

I can't just leave this behind.
It's like I can't escape,
so I just rewind.
While I scrape this pen upon this page
it only intensifies my rage.
I try to release,
but can't seem to find ANY ease.
You'll always race through my mind,
just like you did "Once upon a time".
Is it pride in my way?
Or could it be all the things you used to say?

I just don't know what to do
so, I sit and ******* stew
on ALL of these broken thoughts...

WASTED THOUGHTS OF YOU

You wear the crown of thorns, Baby,
And I'll nail you upon the cross
Bleed for humanity,Baby,
While I sit and get off.
Tell me how we'll all be saved
When you rise from your grave.
Sit and bleed for me, Baby,
Tell me how I'll be saved.