INSVMNIA
Blood dries slowly on my skin, I don't care, If there's no weapon, to hell with it, I will not break, I'LL KILL SOMEONE BY HITTIN' HIS HEAD ON A CHAIR, I'LL STRANGLE YOU WITH A ROPE, AND YOU WILL DIE FROM LACK OF AIR, I HAVE ENOUGH PROBLEMS WITHOUT YOU, PARALYSIS BORED TO SCARE ME EVERY NIGHT, IMMEDIATELY I DRINK "NATROL" WHICH I BUY DAILY, EVERYBODY SAYS I'M MOVIN' LIKE A ZOMBIE AN' I'M SICK, I TRYNA SLEEP FOR AT LEAST FIVE HOURS, I UNDERSTAND ALL THE PAIN OF DEAD SOULS, I WANT MY HEART TO BE TORN APART FROM THE INSIDE BY A BLACK HOLE, I SEE MY DEMONS RISE TO THE TOP AND THE ANGELS FALL, I CAN'T SLEEP, WHY CAN'T I FINISH IT ALL? WILL YOU SELL ME YOUR OPINION? WILL YOU BE LIKE A PROSTITUTE? I WON’T ASK FOR HELP, I DEAL WITH EASY SHIT, YOU BEHAVE AS 'FORE, YOU WON'T CHANGE AND I UNDERSTAND IT, YOU BETTER NOT BE A FAKE FRIEND TO ME, TRAITOR, I'LL STICK A KNIFE IN YO' HEART, BLOOD WILL FLOW THROUGH MY AMULET, AND IT WILL LOOK LIKE A RUBY, BREAK THE DOORS! ALL YO' KIDNEYS ARE A SNACK DURIN' YO' TORTURE, FOR ME IT'S A MOVIE, I CAN'T TAKE 'NOTHER HEART ATTACK ANYMORE, I WON'T MAKE TORTURE PLANS, I'LL JUST DO IT, LIFE HAS ALWAYS DISAPPOINTED ME, I SAW ALL THE RUINED FRUITS OF LIFE, I WANT 'EM TO BE GONE, ALL THE WHINERS OF LIFE CONSTANTLY ANNOY ME, ALL GLOOMY BITCHES DON'T DESTROY ME, I FLY WITH DEMONS IN A HELICOPTER TO WHERE THE MASSACRE WILL BE, I BEAT UNTIL THE BLOOD SPILLS OUT, I'M SO GREEDY I CAN'T GIVE A POUND, I SEE YOU'RE OVERLY BOASTFUL, I'LL RID YOU OF THIS HABIT BY KILLIN' EVERYONE YOU LOVE... HAHAHA... You want me to leave you alone... I will leave you alive, but know that I won... You will not run away from me, I won't leave you alive, I AM A PARASITE...
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
Insomnia... Umhm.
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I have it.
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