I killed again - a horrid deed
I guess that’s what they call “compulsive”
An uncontrolled, compelling need
And, therefore, much more repulsive
I let it be and I just sat
With Irish whiskey slowly blending
This story is so bloody sad
I screwed it up, my happy ending
A desperate and gruesome crime
Extremely difficult to pardon -
And yet, again, I killed my time
And hid the body in the garden
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I did it again
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How trully egotictical,
Sophistically mystical,
Exceptinally logical
You were in your crime!
You were so agreeable,
So innocently pleasable
To ring aloud the trison bell!
I wish the crime was mine!
You have this gift to always set a smile on ma face even when it seems nothing could!
Алла Белоусова 29.10.2009 12:39 • Заявить о нарушении
Sophistically mystical,
Exceptinally logical
You were in your crime!
You were so agreeable,
So innocently pleasable
To ring aloud the trison bell!
I wish the crime was mine!
You have this gift to always set a smile on ma face even when it seems nothing could!
Алла Белоусова 29.10.2009 12:39 • Заявить о нарушении
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