Death Sentence
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You can yank me out of bed
Put a bullet in my head
Gut me with a butcher knife
And paint my walls in red

My soul detached before you knew
Around your self I'm waiting
Within your mind I reappear
To torture all the time, my dear

In jail, you wondered what was up
who was that soul that fucked you up
I can tell you it was me
Yes, it's always been me

On death row, you wait for execution
With me inside your head
You let your life pass before you
Your fucking useless life, you said

You can yank me out of bed
Put a bullet in my head
Gut me with a butcher knife
And paint my walls in red

(July 27, 2009)
(Rev.2 July 28, 2009)