Saturday, December 31, 2011

Figuratively Of Course.

I shape my fingers as a gun
Point and click at my right temple
Blow my brains out
Wish it happened
Right that second

Grab the knife
So obviously imaginary
Stake it through my heart
To end all of my vampire tendencies
Im done sucking blood
From all of my best friends

Silver bullet through my chest
Kill me while I am a beast
So I can't so unconsciously
Harm everything right next to me

Its morning again as I
I shape my fingers as a gun
Point and click at my right temple
Blow my brains out
Wish it happened
Right that fucking second

Crosses to hold me at bay
When I know what I'm doing is wrong
But I'm doing it anyway
And if I get too out of control
Grab an axe and behead me
As soon as you get a chance

And if I rise again
Promise me you'll kill me again
Cause its not safe for you
When I an alive

Its the second coming as I
I shape my fingers as a gun
Point and click at my right temple
Blow my brains out
Wish it happened
RIGHT THIS FUCKING SECOND

And if I rise again
Promise me you'll kill me again
And if I rise again
Promise me you'll kill me again
And if I rise again
Promise me you'll kill me again
AND IF I RISE AGAIN
PROMISE ME YOU'LL KILL ME AGAIN

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