Worstcase: Knives


I came to my senses
As it was closing to midnight
The stupid engine was on
My head was violently butchered off
Then it was kicked into pieces
The picture started to sharpen
Way too late for remorse
The mould I felt was screwing me all night long

You seem to know
What´s with the show
You seem to know how hard
It has to suck

I wonder will she notice about my internet porn
And seek out where I hid the knives
Oh well, she´s finding me

Die now
You die now
Cut and burnt

Then it was closing to morning
My body was feeding the ant queen
It´s way too much of a weight
It pulls you under and then you break
How low we´ve gone to be this
For the engine I am but a useless bitch
I feel my muffled out scream
Oh god, get me out of this polluted dream

Down in the grave
I´m still amazed
How the eyes could have been so keen
When she would murder me