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Joker
It starts with a twitch, it’s like an un-reversible itch, but I know just what I’m feeling…
It’s like paranoia at its best, the fluttering in my chest; and I now it won’t slow down. At least not with you hanging ‘round!!
Say off my back and I won’t have any reason to attack, I won’t have to sharpen my claws or pull out all my old voodoo dolls. In fact if I’m not provoked it’s, like I’m always soaked in the state of submissiveness!...
That was the past..
I’m sitting there with the hat that you made me, gave to me. It was supposed to be a tiara, but it turned out to be a joker’s crown, hooked with chains of greed! Make a fool out of me, go on and watch me bleed. I’ll be fine, I don’t run on your need, I just live on the lack of the world’s sanity.
You look tired of this scene. No amusement, you have lost interest of stabbing me. Here I’ll let you sleep; I’ll let you dream your horrific schemes. You won’t here a peep out of me; Cause I’ll suffocate you and leave you to bleed! Just like you did to me!
Sleep little prince of mine; don’t you worry ‘bout the time. I’ll take care of everything; just dream your little idiotic dreams!
Love don’t worry about your image, you’re just going to sleep. Besides, no one will hear you scream!
-Rattles of chains and a siecotetic laughter, and then a muffled scream-
Oh prince, I’m sorry. Did I wake you? Are my chains starting to suffocate you?
Oh and my knife, ‘What’s that for’? It’s to make sure. What for? To pin your cold, lying heart to “our” bed room door!
No more will I have to put up with you, entertain you. Now that I’ve slain you, like the beast of a dragon that you really were.
No longer will you slur my name; no longer will I feel the numbed pain!
Disobedient is now my joker life, for a smile is all I can mange as I try to hide my past that you’ve put me up to. So I wash my hands of your blood; bye my prince we’re officially through.
-Hears chains falling on stone ground-
It’s like paranoia at its best, the fluttering in my chest; and I now it won’t slow down. At least not with you hanging ‘round!!
Say off my back and I won’t have any reason to attack, I won’t have to sharpen my claws or pull out all my old voodoo dolls. In fact if I’m not provoked it’s, like I’m always soaked in the state of submissiveness!...
That was the past..
I’m sitting there with the hat that you made me, gave to me. It was supposed to be a tiara, but it turned out to be a joker’s crown, hooked with chains of greed! Make a fool out of me, go on and watch me bleed. I’ll be fine, I don’t run on your need, I just live on the lack of the world’s sanity.
You look tired of this scene. No amusement, you have lost interest of stabbing me. Here I’ll let you sleep; I’ll let you dream your horrific schemes. You won’t here a peep out of me; Cause I’ll suffocate you and leave you to bleed! Just like you did to me!
Sleep little prince of mine; don’t you worry ‘bout the time. I’ll take care of everything; just dream your little idiotic dreams!
Love don’t worry about your image, you’re just going to sleep. Besides, no one will hear you scream!
-Rattles of chains and a siecotetic laughter, and then a muffled scream-
Oh prince, I’m sorry. Did I wake you? Are my chains starting to suffocate you?
Oh and my knife, ‘What’s that for’? It’s to make sure. What for? To pin your cold, lying heart to “our” bed room door!
No more will I have to put up with you, entertain you. Now that I’ve slain you, like the beast of a dragon that you really were.
No longer will you slur my name; no longer will I feel the numbed pain!
Disobedient is now my joker life, for a smile is all I can mange as I try to hide my past that you’ve put me up to. So I wash my hands of your blood; bye my prince we’re officially through.
-Hears chains falling on stone ground-
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