I Know Who Killed Me
I know who killed me I saw their eyes The eyes of the Devil Without his disguise The black as night hair And fire storm eyes The angels cried out And ask him why Without batting so much as an eye Replied with the demonish grin She was a troubled girl With her head in the clouds He licks his blade and twirls it around But now that preatty little head is on the ground I know who killed I've even asked why I've see the eyes And the Devil knows why.
(Note: I was just bored and it's like 2:43am)
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