• I don't know what to do anymore.....I feel like a used up whore,my life lived in spite,a product of your fright,a stalker in the darkness,brought to kill off the light,My head hurts,the pain doesn't stop,do me a favor grab my neck and chop,It off my head,I drop dead,From all the wounds I've bled,F$%k all those words you said,They didn't matter,Now examine the blood splatter,Check the axe for prints,And the car for dents,I did what I had to no F*^kin offense!!!!!!