Lies and lies,
A distorted diguise,
From the flimsy facade would rise,
A rag doll corpse infested with flies,
Now, I slice a chelsea smile from ear to ear,
So that you could see, rather than hear,
The broken boy trembling with fear,
Yet you spit on him and stay way clear,
Now you know what I became,
A disfigured monster all the same,
Yet you didn't **** - only maim,
So I'd come back crawling as a part of your game.
Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 6:31 PM UTC
Lies and lies,
A distorted diguise,
From the flimsy facade would rise,
A rag doll corpse infested with flies,
Now, I slice a chelsea smile from ear to ear,
So that you could see, rather than hear,
The broken boy trembling with fear,
Yet you spit on him and stay way clear,
Now you know what I became,
A disfigured monster all the same,
Yet you didn't **** - only maim,
So I'd come back crawling as a part of your game.
