-selfish Killer-
Street lights never looked so cold before.
You float adrift in a rift lost under the floor.
You're crying,
We're crying.
You're trying,
We're trying,
But we both know we deserve far worse than this.
Taking flight in empty heart's wasteland bliss.
Falling,
Bawling,
It's all the same as you take a passionate plunge,
Grimy lining laced around the walls of this well greased in grunge.
You'll meet a man deep down there.
Not much for the cut of his hair.
I don't like him one bit,
But you've got nowhere else to go and we both know it.
He said something that sounded kind,
But I'm just stuck in my head out of my mind.
Don't trust him, he's a selfish killer.
Don't trust him, he tried to kill himself.
Selfish killer.
Don't trust him, he killed herself.
Sinful killer.
Nobody likes the selfish ones who fear.
Nobody likes the sinful ones to wander here.
Nobody can have him near as fate would serve,
Because dreaming of death is a privilege the likes of him don't deserve.
Drowning adrift under the weight of the way he is under a holy sky,
He doesn't deserve to die.
The selfish killer.
-end-
Copyright © Doc Doctor | Year Posted 2021
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