Sunday Morning.

Sunday Morning.

The perimeter of a square divided by two equals four.
That's the look on my hearts face when tore.
It's what you've said, not what you've done.
Trust me baby, you've had your fun.
It's over now, further than over.
I'm ready to take you down,
take your heart, and toss it around.

Sunday Morning I will awake,
make my way right through the earthquake,
the one I caused the night before
while putting a curse on you.
For, it's you turn to feel the pain.
Baby, it's your turn to go insane.

I'm ready to stand up for what I believe
take your heart and fill it with diseases.
Put it right back in, for you to die.
Oh baby, I can't wait to watch you die.
The laugh I shall laugh, will be the evilest.
And, the grin I shall have will be my biggest.

Trust me baby, you've had your fun.
It's what you've said, not what you've done.
I"m ready to take you down,
take your heart and toss it around.
For, its far from over, further than over.
Trust me baby, you've had your fun..
I've already taken the lead, proving I've won.

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This should be in this section, right?
Gahhh, I'm not quite sure. :|