martes, 4 de enero de 2011

Kill My Mind

Kill my mind. Get your gun and be fucking done with it. It's fucking killing me. It doesn't seem to want to quit its games, so now it must die. Kill my fucking mind. Bite it the fuck out of my head and show it the truth beneath its lies. Show ME the truth beneath its lies.
Shoot to kill, or it will try to go on and kill me in its last gasping breath. I've seen your eyes, and through mine, they have seen my mind. They've seen its paranoia.
Good intentions are not enough, and it's actions that define one's self. For this, my mind must die.

Just kill my fucking mind and be done with it.

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