I can't get away from her,
this lady clad in black.
when I think shes gone for sure,
she always comes back.
she infiltrates my mind..
..she twists my thoughts..
takes things that were kind
ties them into knots.
Then she uses those knots
that she's made gross and wrong
and gets me to make plots
while she whispers this song
in my ear, words filthy and hateful.
She comes back again, repeating the words
over and over until something unfateful
comes along, and releases it, like wild birds.
.
And they take flight, making good time (as they do)
and convince me that everyone hates me.
Everyone's against me. Nothing said is true.
That I was ignorant, stupid not to see.
So I cover my ears, trying not to listen to her,
but she sneaks in and keeps singing and shouting
and I'm pushing her out but she's like raining weather,
persistent and cold and terribly pounding,
Now I don't know what to do because my head just keeps Screaming
to get her away, before something goes bad
and before I know it, my blood is steaming
because something's gonna happen, and Im getting mad
Why cant I control her? She's digging in too hard!
I don't know how to get rid of her, and so I pour
and pour tears to the ground and give in to this marred
woman. and I just stare in shock as my blood hits the floor..
.
And satisfied, she leaves, this woman in black
And hides in the recesses of my mind,
always ready to come back.
No preperations protect from a woman of this kind.
No matter how ready I ever will be,
She'll always catch me by surprise..
Because she hides reality in a place I can't see.
And won't stop 'til she sees my Demise.
