Apr 20
Sick indeed.
But a fantasy it would be.
Follow me home...
Rip my heart from its chest.
Dismember my body,
So I can be free.
A fantasy of choice,
Not taken by me.
But a fantasy it would be.
Follow me home...
Rip my heart from its chest.
Dismember my body,
So I can be free.
A fantasy of choice,
Not taken by me.
"How to sign up to be a murderers' next victim?"
