TERROR
Terror, this is what you call me...
i strike terror among men
i can't be bothered with what they think
i bare my cross, my soul, myself
i forgive... but i never forget
i've been put upon this earth in female form
but i can handle myself with the best of you
as well as the worst
and i often have
i have the right to remain silent
but i choose to speak, sing, scream
i am lips, hips, tits... i am the power of a woman
strong like music
true like friendship
but without my friends there would be no music... only spoken word
FU*KER!
i am able to change
so i live without regret, without remorse only a remix
i am drunk, i am sober
heaven doesn't want me and hell's afraid i'll take over
don't bother trying to censor me or shut me up
because it wont work
i am cold and distant yet warm and close
To those who deserve to see that side of me
part of me... the heart of me
I am me and I know exactly who I am, what I am and the wrath I bring
the ugly beauty, the lying truth, the virgin whore...
the quiet storm lover, a fighter, a saint, a sinner, a sister, a daughter old school......
a beginner. I have decorated my self with love, hate, truth...
you all of you, both of you, none of you...
more than one of you
with lips like sugar, eyes like meat. I've watched men come, go and cheat I sleep to
dream and dream of sleep.
I had a dream Joe that you were standing in the middle of an open road. I had a dream
Joe that your hands were raised up to the sky and your mouth was covered in foam. I've been crucified,
justified and mortified by my behavior, both feminine and masculine. I am contradiction and a juxtaposition.
my relief is my release and only time will tell all is well that ends well.
I am unsweetened, unclean...
being called drama queen, ex-girlfriend, ex-member...
the tantrum, the temper I point my finger...
take the blame and this time I will own the name because nobody is going to ruin me, if I have to I WILL RUIN MYSELF
AND IT WILL BE 'MY RUIN'
FU*KER!
As if you were born into a world of tears, you
always tend to look at the darker things in
life. Inside you crave attention yet push away
society, and you're a hopeless romantic. Drawn
to things like the occult and mysteries, you
spend your time daydreaming of "What
If's".
What Type of Soul Do You Have ?
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i strike terror among men
i can't be bothered with what they think
i bare my cross, my soul, myself
i forgive... but i never forget
i've been put upon this earth in female form
but i can handle myself with the best of you
as well as the worst
and i often have
i have the right to remain silent
but i choose to speak, sing, scream
i am lips, hips, tits... i am the power of a woman
strong like music
true like friendship
but without my friends there would be no music... only spoken word
FU*KER!
i am able to change
so i live without regret, without remorse only a remix
i am drunk, i am sober
heaven doesn't want me and hell's afraid i'll take over
don't bother trying to censor me or shut me up
because it wont work
i am cold and distant yet warm and close
To those who deserve to see that side of me
part of me... the heart of me
I am me and I know exactly who I am, what I am and the wrath I bring
the ugly beauty, the lying truth, the virgin whore...
the quiet storm lover, a fighter, a saint, a sinner, a sister, a daughter old school......
a beginner. I have decorated my self with love, hate, truth...
you all of you, both of you, none of you...
more than one of you
with lips like sugar, eyes like meat. I've watched men come, go and cheat I sleep to
dream and dream of sleep.
I had a dream Joe that you were standing in the middle of an open road. I had a dream
Joe that your hands were raised up to the sky and your mouth was covered in foam. I've been crucified,
justified and mortified by my behavior, both feminine and masculine. I am contradiction and a juxtaposition.
my relief is my release and only time will tell all is well that ends well.
I am unsweetened, unclean...
being called drama queen, ex-girlfriend, ex-member...
the tantrum, the temper I point my finger...
take the blame and this time I will own the name because nobody is going to ruin me, if I have to I WILL RUIN MYSELF
AND IT WILL BE 'MY RUIN'
FU*KER!
As if you were born into a world of tears, you
always tend to look at the darker things in
life. Inside you crave attention yet push away
society, and you're a hopeless romantic. Drawn
to things like the occult and mysteries, you
spend your time daydreaming of "What
If's".
What Type of Soul Do You Have ?
brought to you by Quizilla