One Floor Down

One floor down,
She's planning something out;
Something evil to take us down.
So kill our inspiration and tear us now,
But we'll try hard to figure a way out.

One floor down,
She's hiding something to burn us out.
Perhaps with fumes of poison and smoke to come out,
Out of the vents and into our mouths
So we breathe it in and die slowly, but how?
Oh, we try hard to figure a way to get her down.

One floor down,
She's got a knife to cut us open just to hear us scream an "ouch!"
I think she got my friend slit in the bath tub by now.
Oh we try to remain strong--for there are only two left us left--
To figure out a way to kill her smile and turn it into a frown and survive her shit.

One floor down,
She's dying of twitching nerves for our surrender.
But we won't give it to her.
She's got this planned out wrong;
She's run out of ideas to tear us apart.

One floor down,
The next morning she's found in the ground,
For she's now dead in her sleep now.
She couldn't take us down;
She failed and we beat her down.
I guess her guilt caught to her that she couldn't take no more but to take pills and drown,
Drown in the bath tub as she was wasted
She died so soon and silently...
She's in hell now.
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