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Im tired of the games,
im tired of being your good guy,
I'll give you advice,
when i know you wont follow it
you'll cry about how it didnt work when you didnt bother applying it.
dont ask me silly questions
I tire of silly games
I want to be a happy choo choo train
untill the day i die...
riddle me this and riddle me that
I'll be the poison in your drink,
I'll be the dagger in your back,
I'll tell you i love you and know that its a complete lie,
:You can cry all you want..
but know that i laugih at you inside.
the cowards way,
the liars way,
blackmail and deception are my tools of trade,
but how did it become to this...
I will not say
Just know that "I love you"
i love you with a dagger in your back
I love you as you sit there gagging on the poison in your drink
I love the way you look at me as the life fades away.
spread your legs full of disesase
tell me you love me
oh baby please!
I know your words,
I know your lies,
Tell me I'm the reason why...
you wont be the harlot in the midnight streets.
The clever deception,
I'll fall true to it,
no matter what my trades
theres always another thats better.
Do you dare know me true?
why yes of course you do!
a sweet lullaby to lull me to sleep,
and you mind probe me for what you seek
as I hold the gun pointed at your head
speaking in riddles while i shoot you dead
"find your answers
Find the truth
know it now for it's never true
the answers your seek are sought in vain
for they are kept away for some other day
you find only lies in my darkest mind
so good night my sweet clemintine"
a bang
as the bullet goes through your mind,
for your realize the truth is actually in that bullet
your mind cannot take it
your body falls prone
your dying on the floor for the truth was tenfold
tenfold the stress
tenfold my hate
tenfold our thoughts...which is hard to separate
you wanted my truth so here it is,
take it or leave it
for i know you cannot comprehand,
I can put that "truth" gun to my head
and pull the trigger but i cannot give myself my truth,
it is a given
Sing me a riddle,
lure me with a song,
I'll eagly be your sailor
as I crash into a shipwreck
swim little man swim
says the voice that huants me so
"swim for your fathers sake"
and look above and see the sun
burning with that passion to cleanse us all
and i look below the crimson sea
only to see the fallen king
His crown laid with jewls
and a scepter of skulls,
a Crimson king calls to me
and yet i am denied,
I'll keep swimming in that crimson Ocean
I'll keep swimming in that ocean of lies,
I am the dagger in your back
I am the posion in your drink
I am the lie you belive when you want to feel better
So come and sing with me,
come and cheer with me,
would you like to know the truth?
really you speak true?
let me get my gun....
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a poem of truth..
 possible hack · Wed Apr 18, 2007 @ 03:18pm · 3 Comments |
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