The Tour

Knock knock knock
at the door
please come in
I'll show you more

this is my heart
its full of love
i keep it locked
much damage to think of

heres are my eyes
so full of tears
kept there black-stain
from all my peers

heres my soul
now pure as hell
was once holy
retained to is cell

heres my life
broken and worthless
awaiting my death
doomed and careless

That was the tour
thank you for coming
hope you now see
the product of up bringing