If I'm a bad person,
why do I feel so good?
And if you hate me,
why did I stick around?
Your disposition, your disbelief,
the ferociousness of your stare
leaves my soul bound.
Caress me with lips of life,
you're such a stranger.
I wish I would have known,
that she would come,
So I can be on my way but...
She caught it almost in time,
her eyes scream torture.
This horrible scene,
she can't believe,
whats going on between us.
I try to open my eyes,
I must be dreaming,
but this dream I dream
calls herself...
Nightmare.
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