11-28-2011, 12:55 PM
Iâm sitting on my bed just thinking
How you said youâd be my shoulder when resting
I sit in anger with rage infecting
How you lied when I when I spent time spending
Before I met you, I was complacent
A wall so strong, so tall and gallant
Now I lie in rubble, covered in dust and cement
While you move on you giant pestilent!
You see that rose that sits so high?
High above my roomâs sky?
It sits in sadness, whyâd you lie?
Whyâd you carry on, whyâd you spy?
My emotions so twisted by your lust
Left me wondering âwhy did I trust?â
Your foolproof planning with a book
Fills me with anger, rage and vengeance
The worst of all is Iâm not the only one to have looked
But many have fallen for your artificial resplendence
The Black Rose that once was red
Now looks upon me with the greatest dread
A constant reminder that youâre a fraud
Yes I said it, thank you Lord!
Now I see that broken rose
With the greatest of respect
Iâm not the only one youâve hurt with your facist pose
Next time I see you, Iâll squash you you little insect!
It seems you have already forgotten me
Donât think youâre a free little bee
Iâm the Queen Bitch here Mr bald head
Canât wait to sting you DEAD!
How you said youâd be my shoulder when resting
I sit in anger with rage infecting
How you lied when I when I spent time spending
Before I met you, I was complacent
A wall so strong, so tall and gallant
Now I lie in rubble, covered in dust and cement
While you move on you giant pestilent!
You see that rose that sits so high?
High above my roomâs sky?
It sits in sadness, whyâd you lie?
Whyâd you carry on, whyâd you spy?
My emotions so twisted by your lust
Left me wondering âwhy did I trust?â
Your foolproof planning with a book
Fills me with anger, rage and vengeance
The worst of all is Iâm not the only one to have looked
But many have fallen for your artificial resplendence
The Black Rose that once was red
Now looks upon me with the greatest dread
A constant reminder that youâre a fraud
Yes I said it, thank you Lord!
Now I see that broken rose
With the greatest of respect
Iâm not the only one youâve hurt with your facist pose
Next time I see you, Iâll squash you you little insect!
It seems you have already forgotten me
Donât think youâre a free little bee
Iâm the Queen Bitch here Mr bald head
Canât wait to sting you DEAD!