Krying Kare
04-02-2008, 12:01 AM
I cry, almost silently
My hot tears, they scar my face
But the pain my sobs cause
Only sharpen the sting of your words
You love me with your fists
You caress me with your blade
You love me with all your anger
Your love is a danger
My loving killer..
You come to my room
The air seems to become cold
This routine is old butthe pain never seems to dull
You love me with your fists
You caress me with your blade
You love me with all your anger
You love is a danger
My loving killer..
You're my heart ache
My potential death
Every night I wake
Screamin, bleedin
Its what you love
To do to me
You love me with your fists
You caress me with your blade
You touch me with all of your anger
Your love is a danger
My loving killer...
My....
Loving...
Killer..
My hot tears, they scar my face
But the pain my sobs cause
Only sharpen the sting of your words
You love me with your fists
You caress me with your blade
You love me with all your anger
Your love is a danger
My loving killer..
You come to my room
The air seems to become cold
This routine is old butthe pain never seems to dull
You love me with your fists
You caress me with your blade
You love me with all your anger
You love is a danger
My loving killer..
You're my heart ache
My potential death
Every night I wake
Screamin, bleedin
Its what you love
To do to me
You love me with your fists
You caress me with your blade
You touch me with all of your anger
Your love is a danger
My loving killer...
My....
Loving...
Killer..