In this Twisted Game

by Miss Megan   Apr 2, 2007


Tell me what you think of me
am i crazy, just a little bit
out of my mind
Am I alive or just living?
then I'm not so scared, I'm not so scared

One knife in the cupboard
One knife in the drawer
One knife in the workshop
One knife at the door
One knife in my hand
One knife as I stand
One knife on my vein
One knife, this is a game

Tell me what you think of me
Am I f.ucked up, just a little bit,
outside the lines?
Is this all that life is?
Then I want the end, the end to come

One knife in the cupboard
One knife in the drawer
One knife in the workshop
One knife at the door
One knife in my hand
One knife as I stand
One knife on my vein
One knife, this is a game

Tell me that its just a phase
Tell me that things are OK
Tell me how I'm not all right
Tell me that I'll die tonight
Tell me that it's all OK
Tell me things will stay the same
Tell me that it's not alright
Tell me about the cyanide

One knife in the cupboard
One knife in the drawer
One knife in the workshop
One knife at the door
One knife in my hand
One knife as I stand
One knife on my vein
One knife, this is a game
One knife in the cupboard
One knife in the drawer
One knife in the workshop
One knife at the door
One knife in my hand
One knife as I stand
One knife on my vein
One knife, this is a game
One knife in the cupboard
One knife in the drawer
One knife in the workshop
One knife at the door
One knife in my hand
One knife as I stand
One knife on my vein
One knife, this is a game

One knife..
One knife...
One knife...

Am I crazy?

**Not mine. I love it though. And there wasn't a name, so i made one up. :D

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