A Subliminal Message
My memories haunt my nightmares at night
they creep, they sneak, they make me cry
all these memories build up inside
I'm starting to die, everysingle night
two tears trickle down my cheek
the memory of when i was weak
it's a knife stabbing through
deeper inside, it wants you
in and out the knife it stabbed
you wanted to bleed
but lies overwhelmed it makes you sad
you don't understand what I hide
it's to terrible to admit
two knives wanting to take my life
two knives in love with blood at first site
but I want you, you to stab
I want to see the blood you produce
I want to see the blood when it comes from you
you are strong, sharp and fierce
come to me, stab me but violently
it won't hurt I am numb to pain
pain and blood turn me on
so when I sleep
stab me violently...
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