I am like an icicle, cutting an innocent passerby
That happens to be standing right under me at the worst possible time.

Iam like a viper, lashing out at the unfortunite witness
That tortures souls that need no torturing
That already have enough in their life.

I am like a murderer, who has no mercy
Who strikes with a knife, to whoever happens to be there.

When did this all happen, when did I become this way
Now I remember, it's when you tear me apart
With an "innocent" comment
But a comment that burns.

A comment that is like acid on my heart
That tells of the abysmal life that you led me to lead
It's like a reassuring hug that suddenly turns on you
Why did you do this to me?