These trapped doors has boarded us in.
I'm going crazy spinning, something is crawling under my skin.
I scratch so hard, I bleed.
These were the signs that I need.
Crazed and out of my mind,
Are the signs of the times.
Crazed out of my mind, for all your crimes.
Best that we keep running til we get out of here.
I'm here to take your soul and make your body disappear.
Down the staircase in the dreary darkened dim room, are the bodies of the dead.
Emptiness in this town is what I dread.
Standing in a corner of the room, where nobody lies.
Counting down the days til your last goodbye.
High in envy, I must cry..
Yelling vigorously " why must I die."
Collaborated with my daughter tiffyxox and me ..Terrylin53
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