I Will Survive 2012

A Song About a Person's Twisted Imagination

Katrina Camera
Hurry up now,
this won't take much longer.
There is a cure to your disease,
to make us both stronger.

Now this can't be another love song,
that is not what is intended.
Your condescending lies
are being focused upon.
Don't change the subject, sweetie.
Backstabbing is a form of murder-
born as the devil's spawn.

Burrowing into the depths of your imagination,
manifesting the steps to your downfall to the entire universe.
Feasting on an addicting sensation I've discovered
in your brain cavities.

The blood of slit wrists is what you crave,
It's the end of the world and I have one life to save.
I'm sorry my dear, this is our last goodbye.
I'll rip out your eyes so you won't have to watch yourself die.

Now this can't be another love song,
that is not what is intended.
Your condescending lies
are being focused upon.
Don't change the subject, sweetie.
Backstabbing is a form of murder-
born as the devil's spawn.

Slow down now,
this might take some time,
the doctor's are far away-
we can't possibly solve this crime.

Burrowing into the depths of your imagination,
manifesting the steps to your downfall to the entire universe.
Feasting on an addicting sensation I've discovered
in your brain cavities.

You kiss me goodbye,
but it's more like a sword shoved into my lips.
But-
No pain is felt.

No pain
No pain
No pain

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  • Melissa2/10/2010

    Very interesting lyrics. I like it- especially the tone and the way you use punctuation. I have a thing about punctuation when I'm reading things.

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