In and Out

by Karl Brondehoff   Mar 24, 2005


In and out,
I heard the shout.

when the questions came,
she fell,
I heard him tell.

I wanna run away,
before the break of day.

They follow,
I hear their screams;
so hollow.

Out and in,
I can see through your sin.

When caught,
it wasn't what they'd thought.
My mind; more than they'd bought.

Ask, you can't recieve,
only when believed,
can you be decieved.

In and out,
now I shout.

Now the questions come,
I didn't fall,
yes I made the call.

In and out.
wanna try and gloat.
Fine. Do it while I slit your throat.
Blood from In comes Out.

Now the questions tell,
'Twas his turn; He fell.
My blade of my mind went in and out.
He was already fallen.

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