I'm like a tornado, spinning round and round, bringing everyone down, destroying whatever I touch. When you look in my eyes, do you see a tattered soul, a crippled heart? Or just the monster that I've become? They say that what doesn't **** you makes you stronger, but I am weak, and I am tired. All of this spinning has made me dizzy.
I'm like a tornado, bringing everyone down in my righteous path of self-destruction.