You, us, I
It's all a lie
I just want to take your soul
and have you mentally die
There will come a day
when you think I'm all yours
that's when your life will have
constant down pours.
For I'm a girl who wears a mask
deep down inside I'm filled with Malice
I promise to bring you down under
make you choke on your own smoke
as I smile looking into your eyes.
Make you feel as if you're a blunder
make you wish you'd never
want to see another sun rise.
Copyright © Jolly Figs | Year Posted 2013
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