psycle
• Written by Odinson
(0.32) //when you look at me, pray tell what it is you see,
something your minds eye claims me a category,
instant, spontaneous combustion of your security
i show true blonde an light blue makin you look right through
inability to notice the smile of death, your only cue and my only tell,
poker eyes have you hooked an ima begin the reel
stalking in plain sight plain bright, much to your delight
spending your emotions with barely a wink in the night
my plans laid just right, fishing in the moonlight
when you take this hand ill show how your end is in sight
I love the way you scream scratch claw and fight
its a damn shame you followed my out of the light
pull you in and ima hold on jus real tight
baby girl your just so gorgeous when your hopeless
that desperate look in your eyes lets me know for sure this
is just the beginning to our special evening
our first and last date no leaven it
cause you chose to fuck with death and now its to late
sing that siren tune an im gunna make it fermate
jus stop a little bit and enjoy your latent soul
listen to the fear in your breath an its taken my toll
you know when i hear you cry i cant maintain control
the lights burnished from my eyes to my blade
the giggle of a school boy who might jus miss behave
scream all you want aint no one gunna hear you drave
fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red
sides dissection im infection in your lifes stead
light has left ya my trifecta's got your will fed
blights beset ya my rights met ya an you misread
my scythe don blessed ya made a mess, much to your dread
last sigh expressed on why was it done but your fucking dead!
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Odinson
Member since January 13 2014