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Suicide is twice the pain. First there's mine and then there's yours. Restless devils salivate for a chance, To kill an angel on its shore. Put your money down on the safe bet, Like stealing cancer from a cigarette in demand. Beautiful things get crushed by human hands. They don't give rewards for a heart attack, But on Sunday they'll take you back. There's a funeral where the crowd waits anxiously. There's a killer in the room here somewhere, And it might be me. Staking out myself, it was a strange awakening. I couldn't prove it because I couldn't see, The killer inside of me. 'Cause I didn't even know I had it in myself. I mean, there were signs, But nothing to make me think. Just a simple kiss, so innocent, Would leave a lust deep enough to disgust even me. There were days on end where I couldn't sleep. A confession would imply remorse, But I'm not sorry 'bout anything. There's a funeral where the crowd waits anxiously. There's a killer in the room here somewhere, And it might be me. Staking out myself, it was a strange awakening. I couldn't prove it because I couldn't see, The killer inside of me. I never really felt the urge to kill until recently. I was looking for something whole again, but it wasn't me. It was a version of myself, sort of like a split personality, But I swear to you that's the deadest part of me. There's a funeral where the crowd waits anxiously. There's a killer in the room here somewhere, And it might be me. Staking out myself, it was a strange awakening. I couldn't prove it because I couldn't see, The killer in me. In order for me to survive, Some poor sucker had to die. |