The little White Room
The wind hits her face, what a cool breeze.
Her blue and pink hair run down the frame.
A slap in the face, regret she feels. `
Pi-roe that’s the word, fire...fire that’s the word.
Flame fills her eyes with hate.
A memory oh yes? To remember the hate.
You try to brake my heart but I came back, I came back for you, my illusion, my pain.
All I wanted for you was to be happy.
A bloody massacre in the mind, pain hit us hard.
Its always a crime, to be a teen, to have fun.
Trying to live, not a chance.
Not when the kitten is chasing you back to the depths.
All we see is fake, the laughter, the fun.
Its all a lie.
Wait a moment whats that?
Its a girl with blue and pink hair.
She seems nice and happy but wait, she too will eat you hole.
Life what is this word, freedom whats that?
I’ll never know nor will that girl.
With quick glances and short conversation my mind is blank.
A white room, pink and blue die run down the walls.
A flicker of light in the room.
I see a girl with blue and pink hair just standing there, holding a candle.
A sinister smile rolls across her face.
She drops the flame.
The room a blaze, her smile melting in the fire.
A slap on the hand, a warning she gets.
Her smile still melted, sadness crosses her face.
The kitten has become a cat
BAM! Cold blooded murder.
My conscience is dead
What a beautiful lie
Her blue and pink hair run down the frame.
A slap in the face, regret she feels. `
Pi-roe that’s the word, fire...fire that’s the word.
Flame fills her eyes with hate.
A memory oh yes? To remember the hate.
You try to brake my heart but I came back, I came back for you, my illusion, my pain.
All I wanted for you was to be happy.
A bloody massacre in the mind, pain hit us hard.
Its always a crime, to be a teen, to have fun.
Trying to live, not a chance.
Not when the kitten is chasing you back to the depths.
All we see is fake, the laughter, the fun.
Its all a lie.
Wait a moment whats that?
Its a girl with blue and pink hair.
She seems nice and happy but wait, she too will eat you hole.
Life what is this word, freedom whats that?
I’ll never know nor will that girl.
With quick glances and short conversation my mind is blank.
A white room, pink and blue die run down the walls.
A flicker of light in the room.
I see a girl with blue and pink hair just standing there, holding a candle.
A sinister smile rolls across her face.
She drops the flame.
The room a blaze, her smile melting in the fire.
A slap on the hand, a warning she gets.
Her smile still melted, sadness crosses her face.
The kitten has become a cat
BAM! Cold blooded murder.
My conscience is dead
What a beautiful lie