.i got a knife under my bed
You're a liar!
A filthy-sick liar.
You almost made me fall again
i almost trust you
then i see through the mirror
and that was you
your fucking sick face
your damn smile
your innocent eyes
reflection of lies
i was so lost for you...

The clock is in the corner
the mirror at its side
and you...
you are just meaningless
like everything inside.

A knife rest in my hands now
it was under my bed
was waiting for the right time
when you have past away.

The blood is in the floor
your body as white as snow
i really want to kiss you
but, hey
it has begun. 
escrito por tazerk a las 10:24 | |