Xpression.v2

You Too (10/7/2007)

Your words are like a knife in the back, but I’m already dead
I want to give you a smack, take the knife, stab you instead
Then grab you by the head and stab you in the chest
Make your heart stop too, it won’t hurt, don’t act upset
Cause that crap you said, another line to lead me along
What about the time you made me go and play your song?
I tried for way too long to control away the bleeding
Now you can spill it too. Easy, don’t quit your breathing
I want you see to me, look at me while you feel this
Put your hand inside my veins. Here you go, you can steal this
Take it all away now, let it seep into your fingerprints
This can be a part of you, bitch. Another drop to linger with
I gotta stop, I need to quit, I’ve been going down in fire
But if I have to go, you’re coming too, you fucking liar
What’s the matter? Tired? Do you feel a little dizzy?
Perhaps you miss your blood or is it that you miss me?
Why is it that you hit me? What the hell did I do?
I think it’s in defense, the blood on you is my proof
You went to drain my heart of every thing that’s in it
So I beat you to the punch, you just started what I finished
And now we’re both our victims, they’re staring at our business
Every one is watching, they’re quiet cause they listen
The local news reports it convincingly and literally
Is this all for real or is it all said figuratively?
Why don’t you come and sit here with me and maybe we’ll discuss it
Oh, sorry I forgot, we just killed ourselves in public
This one has gone to sleep now. Which one of them’s the author?
What’s the reason for it and what’s the blood shed have to offer?

Notes: I ditched the fast paced, rhyme laced delivery and replaced it with a slower, intentionally rough pace that’s meant to paint a scene. Before a few retards freak out, it’s very general for a reason.

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