SURVIVAL INSTINCT
I'm blinding like a splash of citrus in your eyes, I find it like a game the excitement rises, I hide in the bushes during the deep night, I like to attack unexpectedly on the sly, A firm grip of the hand holds the knife, Wipe your eyes as if after crying, Stab you with the knife now you're dying, You've no strength to start the fighting, That is why I dominate and you drown under water that only rises, I'm not gonna grin 'cause I don't feel anything, I am just a body with no soul, I am like a mannequin, The only thing I feel is the distorted pleasure of suffering, My senses passed out after being tortured up I wrap my arms AROUND YOUR NECK, I step quietly FROM THE BACK, Out of the darkness I attack LIKE THE RIPPER JACK, I'll devastate you from the inside JUST LIKE A PLAGUE, I LET THE PAIN CONSUME ME FROM THE INSIDE, I AM JUST A PUPPET, EVERYTHING I DO IS NOT CONTROLLED BY MY MIND, TO BE HONEST I STILL LOOK BACK, LOOKING AT MY PAST LIFE, I CARVED IN MY VEINS THAT I'M RUTHLESS AND IF I SHOW MY DEEPEST FEAR IT WILL SHAKE MY PRIDE... I'M NOT GONNA GRIN 'CAUSE I DON'T FEEL ANYTHING, I AM JUST A BODY WITH NO SOUL, I AM LIKE A MANNEQUIN, THE ONLY THING I FEEL IS THE DISTORTED PLEASURE OF SUFFERING, MY SENSES PASSED OUT AFTER BEING TORTURED UP It's just me or you, it's just kill or be killed...
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