this true, but you believe me so wellI can look you in the face, and say I would never lieBut that in itself is a lie, and you never should let me shineI can say I will never kill someone, yet eyes paint to killYou have morals, I have hatred, put them if you willI say I will never lose touch with reality, yet I clearly always haveI hate it truly, what is keeping you from going madI could kill someone anyti