I walked outside and saw your face
your head was red like a beet
you had a hammer in your grasp
and I saw you stomping your feet

I watched you close for a minute or two
you really didn't look well
so I decided to do the right thing
to take off and run like hell

But unfortunately you were able to see me
you turned and took off like a shot
screaming like a banshee
your temper was really hot

I ran and ran until I fell
I think I even scraped my knee
Got back up and ran some more
Cause I didn't want you killing me

I ran all day and into the night
I didn't even stop to ***
Trying to figure out
Why you were chasing me

Something was off, this wasn't right
nothing was really like it seems
I heard your voice "wake up wake up"
I was having one of my crazy dreams

John is a player and I used to smoked him out,
burning to ashes throw it away like a *******.
you may say that more you smoke soon you die.
That is okay. it is just an opinion and it is from you.
At least I stand brave despite my life and killing several players,
All heroes are comes in packs with lethal label,
I just blow em off.

Please don't come to my ash tray !
smoke with me instead !

Contrary to popular belief,
depression is the best pain killer there is.
It forces itself down your throat,
and canon-***** into your stomach.
Ripples chills throughout your body,
that's when you know it's starting to work.
It pulses through your veins,
numbness radiating through you.
Soon,
there is no pain.
It will consume you until there is nothing left,
just the hollow shell
of a once
happy
girl.

What does it sound like when all hope is lost
It's a silent scream in the empty dark
No one knows what to you it cost
No one can see it's left it's mark
It happens when you're all alone
When you've tried everything but it doesn't matter
You just try to find a safty zone
But the voices in your head still chatter
Telling you, you can't make it through the day
And at night you plot your death
You are slowly starting to decay
You know on the inside there's nothing left
I know what the sound is when your last hope dies
It's but a mournful whimper
It's only seen in your eyes
It leaves you cold, it's a soul killer

Windows glassy before me,
As the beat behind them slowly comes to a resolve,
This shell before me shall dissolve.
Go onward to place I shall not reach,
Not now at least

The darkness flees the flashing badges,
Something I will not be granted

You are in a better place, or so I assume
By my own hand, I am doomed

These hands I know so well,
That is yours
Mine,

Wrenched behind me as you are stared at in terror
They think my work is over

But I have just began, I really am new to this
I don’t mean to offend but you were simply practice

She thought it was funny
Thought it was a joke
So she put some poison in his Coke
Joke went wrong and he began to choke

That's how it started,how she took a life
Soon she was slitting throats with knives
Homes where recked as lives were lost
But she had to shed some blood at any cost.