Wednesday 8 May 2013

That killer guilt


Shoot! Shoot me down,
Trample me under the elephants,
Cry! I cry aloud,
Bury me under the boiling sand,
Do! Whatever you can,
This guilt is killing me now,
Stab! Me in the heart,
Come and pick this dagger in hand.
Come and pick this dagger in hand.

I! Can do nothing,
Nothing can change the way I behaved,
Put! Me in the jail,
Where I live in dark with head shaved,
Do! Whatever you can,
My eyes drain the oceans out of me,
Drown! Me in the sea,
And don’t hear when I shout to be saved.
Yes don’t hear when I shout to be saved.

You may say you’ve forgiven,
But I know you’ll never do,
I feel my love, so terrible,
Even if you are talking true,
But I don’t mind, yes I don’t mind,
It’s only me to be blamed,
What I said, what I did,
Puts even Lucifer to shame,
Curse me, hit me, and make me cry,
I will face it, I don’t lie,
Nothing can undo what’s done,
Nothing to say just let me die.

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