This is me. I'm your worst enemy!
Get ready to run. Run from your nightmare!
I never knew what would be proved,
I never thought it would be truth.
We thought you wouldn't care.
So who made you judge?
Cause God knocked you down!
You said you loved me,
But used me and brused me.
So beware, Cause I will run,
I'll chase you till the end,
I'll chase you till the end,
Till the end of time.
Till you realise, that
I am your worst nightmare.
So who appointed you judge?
Cause God knocked you down,
He knocked you back
Back into the ground.
I am your worst nightmare
Written 20th August 2010
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