Got the Gasoline,
Got the Matchs,
Got the lighters,
Now Lets make that fire!!!
Pour that gasoline, all over the floors,
Throw some on the walls.
spill some down those stairs,
and dont forget the porch.
Close all the doors, when your done.
Then take one last look,
light that match, and throw.
Make sure it lights, then get ready to go.
And Run as fast as you can, cause its gona blow.
Then stand back and watch it burn, to the ground.
Tell the fire fighters, you dont need their help.
"Cause i always did hate those walls, that i was forced in,
i always hated those floors that i cried on, i always hated those windows,
that were painted black, i always hated those doors that locked me inside,
but most of all, i hated the bad memorys that are inside."
Goodbye, bad memorys.
I'm sorry that u have those
I'm sorry that u have those painful memories!
<3
Well its apart of life, i
Well its apart of life, i dont want them either, but they are hard to forget ya no?
-Elfy*
Yea, I know what you mean
Yea, I know what you mean hon.
<3
I would do the same, but cuz
I would do the same, but cuz im a pyromaniac. XD lol but in all seriousness i fully understand, i would do the same cuz the small old house im in caused my mom so much pain, emotional and even phisical. i would if i could buy her a new house. :(