Kiss On the Face
Take me to the wovles and let them feed on my flesh
All I feel is darkness pain and stress
Demons taking over societys outcast
You say the time is comming I say it has past
Eyes wide open but blind to sight
Deaf to the crys that ring out a night
Cloned by forces unknown
This world is so cold theres no moving on
Got to stay strong but I have no streanth
Every on here seems so fake
I want death to come and kiss me on the face
I want death to come and take my place
I need death to come and kiss me on the face
I need death to come and take my place
Where will I go once darkness falls
What will I do when the demons call
Left to rot I can not scream
Waiting for others to fall like me
Standing alone I need company
Trapped by these wall that I could not see
No air I'm sofocating
I'm light headed and my bloods rushing
Gun in my hand I'm going to make it end
No reason for me to go on
One movement of my finger and I'll be gone
I want death to come and kiss me on the face
I want death to come and take my place
I need death to come and kiss me on the face
I need death to come and take my place
If listening to this song has caused you any discomfort, please dial 911, once
again please dail 911, and the will arive shortly with you straight jacket.
Thank you for listening......
Copyright © Bryant Smith | Year Posted 2006
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