
July 6th
His double fists of knuckle rings to my brain
Replays over and over and over again
A lifetime movie 3D with blood stains
A my broken body, bruised and shattered membrane
His double fists of knuckle rings to my brain
A head on collision of craft carrying trains
I thought he was sweet, loving, innocent, turning the pages of Twain
Loving every inch of me in tune with the drops of rain
But with the thunder emerged a monster
Throwing me against the windowpane
No more candy canes, or sweet treats on Mulberry Lane
Mr. Morris did you physically assault the victim?
No, no I didn’t your honor!
Is he sneaking a little wink-wink, trying to con her?
He is straight jacket insane
His double fists of knuckle rings to my brain
Replays over and over and over again
He had a choice, but blacked out and couldn’t refrain
Now I’m wishing he would disappear or suffer a death defining trick of Blaine
But no magic can erase my pain
I relive it like ground hog day
Replays over and over and over again
A lifetime movie 3D with blood stains
A my broken body, bruised and shattered membrane
His double fists of knuckle rings to my brain
A head on collision of craft carrying trains
I thought he was sweet, loving, innocent, turning the pages of Twain
Loving every inch of me in tune with the drops of rain
But with the thunder emerged a monster
Throwing me against the windowpane
No more candy canes, or sweet treats on Mulberry Lane
Mr. Morris did you physically assault the victim?
No, no I didn’t your honor!
Is he sneaking a little wink-wink, trying to con her?
He is straight jacket insane
His double fists of knuckle rings to my brain
Replays over and over and over again
He had a choice, but blacked out and couldn’t refrain
Now I’m wishing he would disappear or suffer a death defining trick of Blaine
But no magic can erase my pain
I relive it like ground hog day
Over and over again,
Now I’m insane.
Now I’m insane.
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