Model
Another murderess on another magazine
She killed all the little girls
In this ill forsaken world
But they don't understand
That we don't understand
What it's like to be a queen

Written July 28, 1997

And I Kill Thee
In this spot I shall kill you
In this spot I shall die
If you ever knew the goodness
If you ever truly believed
Now is the perfect time
Tell them the truth
Show them the evil
Afterall, isn't that what he's done?
Isn't that all we are?
Save the world from more victims
Enemies from the past
They lie and they die
Now is the perfect time
Here is where I kill thee
Here is where we will die

Written August 20, 1997

Empty Dreams
Yesterday was nothing today is nothing
What will tomorrow bring?
Empty dreams
You give it to me
I hold it in my heart
You tear it apart
Empty dreams

Written August 30, 1997

Death surrounds her and there's no place left to go
No place to turn now that she is all alone
And I can't change it, it will always be the same
I can't make it any different now
Locked inside my own creation somehow
Locked inside my box and there's no way out

Shakespearean Love
Deceived not once, not twice but more
Star crossed lovers says the lore
I want to believe and I want to trust
So I give in as I know I must
Gaze into those ever changing eyes
Before me I see in them no lies
Yet how can I believe after all I've gone through
Still I know I want to be with only you
May I ever forget all the pain, all the tears
When they are gone I must face all the fears
So hold me long and hold me tight
Keep me near you all through the night
In the end there is only one thing to do
I must simply only love you

Left With Oblivion
Everything fades away into the distance
Only one thing remains the same
Not my love for you
Not our friendship
My emptiness, my loneliness
No one can satisfy my needs
Nothing can fill this hungry void
All the things I used to love
None of it seems to matter
Where were you when I needed you?
Lost in your own little problems
Remember when you came to me for help?
I remember counting on you
I'm not living in a reality
Reality created this imaginary place

Amerikan Nightmare
Don't you know everyone hates me?
I can't be what you want me to be
Please help me, I need someone
Please take away from me this gun
I can't conform to your ill shape
When did you perform this rape?
Why can't everyone just understand?
The day I was born I was already damned
Take away from me this hate
Take away from me this fate
You can't kill me, I'm already dead
Did you listen to what I've said
You can't help me, you can't understand
We won't listen to all you demand
Before me something I don't want to be
Amerikan nightmare infront of me

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