9.8.11

confessions of a sociopath


party after-funeral, youre invited to die
stabbed my back so hard i could cry
next time you fuck up with a girl, be brave to face the fury
next time you fuck up with me, suicide before i homicide

MURDER MURDER MURDER
MURDER MURDER MURDER
all ive got in my mind is your limbs
gently spread over the blood-stained carpet

you are all the same
for saying were all the same
i told you not to give up on me
remember this name, cus youll choke on blame

MURDER MURDER MURDER
MURDER MURDER MURDER
all ive got in my mind is your limbs
gently spread over the blood-stained carpet

MURDER MURDER MURDER
MURDER MURDER MURDER
all ive got in my mind is MURDER
cut you into pieces
then play around with your blood

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