Testo A Dream That I Can't Interpret Friday Night Letdown
I am heavensent.I am hellbent.
Revenge is mine, and mine to keep.
Drown your mouth, the water's deep. I need you like a hole in the head.
I like you better when you were dead. Anticipation makes you weak in the knees.
Lost your train of thought, blame your disease.
for the glass that broke in you chest.
For the times you didn't realized that you were blessed.
For the razor tht cut your lip.
For all the times you slip.
For the storm that blew down you door.
For the disease that made you fall on the floor.
For the end, the beginning, all the times you came up short.
For your sucess, your failure, your last resort.
No second chance, no last dance.
At first glance, and old romance.
Drown your mouth, there's no way out.