PHYCO KILLER
I am worthless
I am meaningless
I am soulless
I am a nobody
I am a masachist
So many scars (so many scars)
My mind has snapped
I am a monster
I'm the dark soul
I'm in your nightmares
I am soul and you are my target
Please don't scream
I cut your sockets from your joints
I am imortal
I am a phyco killer
I am a mass murderer
I have so many scars (so many)
My soul left me
I only have my family
Ones high
One smiles forever
Ones Slender
Ones a clown
The List
Goes
On
I was shot
shot on my birthday
What a crappie day
Yeeeeaaaahhh oh oh ooh
Yeeaaahhhhh
At least I'm imortal
You think you can kill me?
Well think again
Your soul is mine
OBLIVION
I don't know what too do I'm caught in oblivion.
What's wrong with me I don't know
I don't know anymore
Help me please
I'm caught in
Caught in
Caught in oblivion
Your words are meaningless
My soul is no more
I don't what to do
I'm caught
In
Oblivion
Oblivion
Your soul looks nice
Can i give it a try
Please
Please
Pretty please
No
Ok
Let me take a different approach
Your soul is mine
Your words are meaningless
My soul is no more
What's wrong with me
Your soul is mine
Yeeaaahhhhh
Your...
Soul..
Is..
Mine.
Oh
MEETING DEATH
death is a scary thing
it snarls at you and beats you
when you wanna give up you can't coz your already gone
you either go to hell
what a wonderful place
or you go too where most of the human race is
hidden up in the clouds
but you come tumbling down
to the ×depths× of Hell
the tortures wonderful
come on take a look
at all us clowns
goofin' off doing what we want
but it has...
consequences...
you greet death in face
~you get tortured by the wonderful fire~
shot by a pistol
reduced by bloody ribbons
crazy insomniacs
anyway is fine
as long as you have an itch for crime
meeting death of course is destiny
of course it
you can choose
but you can't
it's your choice where you go
or when you go
the Slender one decides
*ah ha ha ha*
SO DON'T TRY TO CHOOSE
