These Are my Twisted Words
I want you to know
These are my twisted words
He's not coming BackBut I feel you still walking
Look into my Eyes
I know I should not Look Down
I'm not coming back
But I'm so Sick of Just Talking...
So knives out
Catch the mouseDon't look down
Shove it in your mouth
If you'd been a dog
They would've drowned you at birth
When are you coming back?
Look into my eyes
I just can’t handle it
It's the only way you know I'm telling the truth
So knives out
When are you coming back?
Cook him up
I just can’t handle it
Put him in the pot
When are you coming back?
I want you to know
I just can’t stand it
He's not coming backHe's bloated and frozen
I just can’t handle it
Still there's no point in letting it go to wasteCatch the mouse
Squash his head
Put him in the pot
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