I’m gonna reap what I sow,
take all the things that I deserve.
This ain’t a beautiful dream,
coz nightmares comes along the way.
I’m burning what is left behind the hurricane,
turning to ashes as it flew – gone with the wind.
Life is not a piece of cake so I don’t need an extra frosting;
for my life is overflowing with sweet madness.
I’m not what they thought I am,
I can turn your pages upside down and smolder it,
Look you in the eye and make you cry a river of blood,
Touch you and make your veins explode.
I say gratuitous words for your plastic mouth to taste,
muttering traces of lonely words
that your malleable mind dictates.
You pierced me into the wall of sins,
while making a bigger fool of yourself.
I say thank you for dragging me down your riffle’s spiral,
I’d never knew my way if it wasn’t for that.
And that way is the path being covered with lies to unfold the truth myself,
the way I thought I’d never get through,
the way chasing scars is better than running away,
the labyrinth that you had dropped me off,
now my sanctuary.
I’m gloomy on a sunny day,
grim faces everywhere.
Take me to the desert of your wounds,
I’ll scratch it with my bare hands.
so you would know the feeling of being killed a thousand times
but still you’re alive.
Joke’s on me now, you said.
I played the sound of my tears over and over again,
but can’t find comfort.
I’m losing my grip; please be still.
I’ll be laughing in the end,
take what you’ve taken from me,
and let you lose breath,
in the very arms that you tried to break.
Je vais te tuer.