The widow

Hello Ciara

I'm sorry for your husbands death

Mmm I'm loving this emotion,

such sorrow, such anger and non-zealous

 

I want you to lose your control over it.

let it crack open your heart until you spill it.

say you cant deal with all this shit.

He's dead and you just want to quit,

 

I think we almost got her to her breaking point lets bring it.

 

He isn't coming back,

it wont take a magic wand and zap.

it isn't a fairy tale let the darkness get your back

let me fill your head with all the bad scraps

grab the rope until it snaps

wrap it around your neck and let it crack

 

Now this is the fun Part

 

do you feel your body getting light

oh no its to late don't put up a fight

knock knock Scheiße! (shit in German)

when it was almost her turn

when it was almost her time.

 

hello Ciara are you home

she's peaking through the blinds

Its to late this bitch is mine.

hahahahahahaha

(to be continued)