alkatraz

Another fucking ballad:





YOU'RE MY BIG BAD WOLF (copyright)

The sounds of bullets,
Piercing my ears,
As I move amongst the trees.

Howling coincides,
With the rustling of leaves,
And the snapping of branches,
Beneath feet.

CHORUS:
Sips of cyanide,
Chasing the wine,
The wine with the poem,
You left at my door,
I fell victim of this childhood story,
But from my grave,
I'll bare this broken heart,
Holding your hand,
And slip this noose around your neck.

"I will dispose of you"
He whispered,
Swallowing the blood,
Resting on his tongue,
Thats pouring from this hole in my chest.

You cant wake me,
When the eyes roll back,
And the heart explodes.

CHORUS:
Sips of cyanide,
Chasing the wine,
The wine with the poem,
You left at my door,
I fell victim of this childhood story,
But from my grave,
I'll bare this broken heart,
Holding your hand,
and slip this noose around your neck.

When you're blind to the answers,
Drowning in this pool of blood,
I'll say,
"Before you kill me,
Kiss me goodnight,
Before you destroy me,
Kiss me goodbye."

Written By Alkatraz

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