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It's about a woman, who gets from bad to worse. |
| I go to a club to find a partner I grub. but at the end of the night. I leave without my knight. I feel alone feeling only better when I am stone. But It's only for a moment then it's back to my old sentiment. And one day I wake, having no clothes raped, because when I am stone I doze. I realise I am my worse enemy. as I feel myself all slimy I can't continue this way In the mirror I can't even look at the display. There's only one solution. Using the knife, for my own execution. I feel in a trance With the knife, a short romance. He's the one who will set me free. At the count of three. I enter the blade in my flesh. With my heart, it mesh(es). I take a last breath. Finally here is death...... |