Why ask me this?
My hands are tied,
To strip everything that I believe,
And all that I obide,
You never did it for yourself,
Bite the hand that feeds,
Knaw upon the crucifix,
And poke the eyes that bleed,
After all is said and done,
More is said than done,
After all is said and done,
More is said than done,
Everyone seems normal,
Until you get to know them,
Friend turns to enemy,
Enemy becomes a friend,
If both of us thought the same,
Then one of us wouldnt be necessary,
Weighed down by all these evil thoughts,
And all your baggage that I carry...