Six Lives.

You can call me freak,
I'm twice on your killing streak,
Goodnight is over,
And you're sober.
We need that name,
You pull him to blame,
Go and grow,
Shine and show,
And you laugh in the evening,
Remember your cry in the morning.
Let go of the barells.
After all the quarells.
You move up and let me down,
I'm screwed up, let me drown.
And its never too late,
Didn't you wait?
I could chase you no more,
This winter, your cold made me sore,
I couldn't cry for you anymore,
My love in the pages you tore,
Close your eyes and let me go,
Forever, there's nothing left to show,
I was in it, getting addicted,
You held me, getting it?
To this pain and the drama,
In your pain, you blame it to karma,
And you've no reasons to smile,
Breaking me like a marble tile,
In half, and you throw half of me,
My other half, softer, you couldn't see.
If you were my cat, with seven lives,
I'd be the bat, blind for your tries.
In your next six lifes.
Say hello to my knives.