The world is cruel
But so are you
You don't know the truth
It's filled with shit
And covered in spit
And we live in it
And she's not here
But she is shaking
There's a wind inside her mind
And her blue eyes, her lovely eyes
Makes me wonder why
You wanna know how I feel
But I don't wanna tell you
You wanna know, is it real?
But I don't wanna kill you
The toxic waste has covered her face
Blood shut eyes of gaze
Inside it's cold, or so I'm told
And it smells like mold
And I'm not here
And I am wasted
Like a road without a sign
But her cool smile, her lovely smile
Makes me ponder why
You wanna know how I feel
But I don't wanna tell you
You wanna know, if it's real?
But I don't wanna kill you