E Pluribus Unum
Barely here.
Story behind the song
Listen. It's not too obscure.
Lyrics
Branded by love, burnt to a crisp
It's like a fist, right in my face,
Nose out of place
Now I'm in pain, and I know why,
I had to lie, so I could please,
My primal needs
So I say Love Me, 'til I'm like toast,
You are the virus, I am the host,
Now that you're leaving, I am a ghost
And I feel
Crispy as rice, it's kinda nice,
Like having lice, not once but twice,
It should suffice
When I think how, I'll get revenge,
I'll tell my friends, that you were cold,
Like lettuce mold
And through it all, you'll still stand tall,
It isn't fair, that your blond hair,
Ensures you love,
So I say, please die and go to hell,
Don't get me wrong, I do so mean well,
I was just joking, if you can't tell,
But please....
Burn.
