They say I have the gift to make you laugh.
Split your sides and bring a smile to your sighs.
Jerk a tear right from your fears and make them hide.
Take your pennies. Turn them into dimes.
And with this coin comes the flipside.
I have the gift to make you cry
A river of sweet suicide.
Implied inside my eyes
There lies a darkness to my pride.
And I will shatter you.
So please forgive me... please...
I cannot reshape the ways
In which I subconsciously batter you.
I beg... I plead...
All kidding to the side,
Please go and hide
For I can kill us both...