Don't Come to AmericaDon’t come to America,You think its the land of the free,Don’t come to America,Stay and let it be,Its a plague in disguise,Corroded in corruption,Praised for its freedom, With a financial condition,Its history started out great,Like every revolution does,Yet time seems to fade away,But congress is not like it was,Don’t come to America,You’ll only find confliction,Don’t come to America,Based upon a candy viewed prediction
I Love You, DaddyDaddy, please don't touch me.It doesn't feel good.It makes me feel..Naughty.Daddy, please don't hit me.I didn't mean to disappoint you.When you hit me, it makes me feel...Bad.Daddy, please don't hurt her.Mommy didn't do anything.When you hit her, it makes me feel..Mad.Daddy, please don't say you love me.I know you're lying.When you say you still want me, it makes me feel...Sad.Daddy, please stop screaming at her.You already killed her.When you scream at her, it makes me feel..Angry.Daddy, stay there.Let me sink the knife into your throat.When you bleed, it makes me feel..Alive.Daddy, aren't you happy now?As you lie there, lifeless.I'm only following your footsteps.This makes me feel...Happy.Daddy, please listen.I know you can't hear me, but...I still love you.The same way you always loved me.And it makes me feel...Good, Daddy.It makes me feel..Good.
Bipolar DisorderI am a victim of a shadow named fourteenAnd a little girl, my old best friend who turned into a demon.Fourteen human figures without a face… they attack my soulAnd everybody’s staring at me without an honest reason.I am a victim of the people of the worldWho only want to hurt me, and my innocent familyTerrified of the ones around me, even those I loveWhen a nightmare becomes my reality.I can’t take a shower without peeking outside the curtainAnd I can’t close my eyes when I wash my hairBecause I’m horrified, afraid that when I open themI’ll see somebody with a bloody face angrily standing there.Sometimes I unlock the doors and then lock them againAnd to be honest, I’m not completely sure whyAnd I can’t go upstairs at night, because what if there’s a fire?I won’t be able to make it out in time.I am a victim of a shadow named fourteenAnd a little girl, my old best friend who turned into a demon.And somehow, ou
Tu devais exister(English version below)Tu n'as jamais existé.J'ai passé mes jours à t'attendre, en vainMes nuits à t'imaginer à mes côtés, À imprégner mon âme de ta présence...Seul comme la lune, je lui murmure chaque soir :"Elle n'existe pas."Mon corps lourdement chargé de solitude,Bientôt ! La mort va s'écouler dans mes veinesLes ténèbres me guettent, obstruent mes sens...Et ta silhouette s'éloigne.Une vie trop courte menée au rythme de mes illusionsJ'ose penser que ça en valait la peineMême si tu n'existais pas.Je ne peux pas me rappeler ton nomJe ne l'ai jamais suPourtant,J'ai tant de souvenirs de nous. Et de ta silhouette qui s'évapore,Une brume de chagrin.Une nuit étoilée, Pleine d'espoirs envolés.Pourquoi n'as-tu pas existé ?You had to existYou never existed.I sp