Treasure Island

Jennifer Unknown

(United States)

Kill You I Would


Kill you I would
With passion, hate, and power
Stare into your soul and give you back your poison
Tease you with my gun, my power, like you used your power over me
Mines deadly, I win and you lose
Tables are reversed, and I assure you
Your fate rests in my hands
My beautiful hands, your fate rests
Sort of like how your hands destroyed my world
I win this time, and you lose
What's it feel like to lose your power
What's it like to look into my eyes and know you are helpless
What's it like to know you can't get away
What's it like to know I am in control
What's it like to know I win and you lose
Kill you I would...but then
But then you would never have nightmares
But then you would never cry
But then you wouldn't waste years of your life scared
But then people would never wonder why you're the way you are
Kill you I would, but that's too easy

Submitted: Friday, August 10, 2007
Edited: Sunday, March 27, 2011

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