There's a movie playing in my head. Bombs falling and children crying. The sun rise and the sky turns red. Load your guns tonight. There's a song playing down the hall.
I got a problem with the snakes that got crawlin'. Through my area when the darkness has fallen. And Mama told me that they love to bite. Bite you in the back no shame that's right, what, what.
Life's been sucked out of me. And this routine's killing me. I did it to myself. Again I said this would not be. . Somebody put me out of my misery. Expression, stimulation.
I always thought I could trust you. But I guess that's not the case. All the years that I loved you. You were out there playing the games. You didn't think that I would find out.