fredag 15 augusti 2008

Of Sorrow

It's the man in black of sorrow, it's the man that no one knows.
It's the man that knows no one and he never show

Look at him walk down the street so sadly
Look at him hurt himself so badly
Bleeding in tears he walks home
Down the road he walks alone

Pathetic wishes he lives on
Let him die, let him die
Kill him, he shalt not live on
Let him die oh make him die

It's the man in black of sorros, it's the man that no one knows.
It's that man who knows no one and he never show

He never shoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows
Let him die, let him die, let him dieeeee

Never knoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows
So alone he walks on, he walks on

Who's
There

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee's
pathetic

Dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Dieeeeeeeeeeeeeee

It's the man in black of sorrow, it's the man that no one knows
It's the man who knows no one and he never show

His true life, his true self
His life he once put on the shelf
Who he is is not to know
He is me and that's not for show
No one must know, no one will know

I'm the man in black of sorrow I'm the man that no one knows
I'm the man that knows everyone and I'll always fucking show




Another song I'm working on. Though most of it I wrote several years back in 7th grade.

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