Jan 2015
slit your wrists
tie a rope to your neck
beat you like a piñata
until there are bruises
all over you
until you die
your soul exiting your corpse
I never have to worry
about your actions again
tie a rope to your neck
beat you like a piñata
until there are bruises
all over you
until you die
your soul exiting your corpse
I never have to worry
about your actions again
