When I was born, I instantly married Life
For better or worst, with a sharp memory knife
But no later that we became husband and wife,
Death became a jealous mistress playing murderous tones on a fife,
Seeking out devastation before the beginning of a new joyous life
So Death grabbed that knife, and stuck it deep in my Life,
Twisted it side ways, stuck now, then I asked Life if I may,
If I may settle this misery,
Maybe motion this sharp memory out to give life more mobility?
With the response "Well yes,
But when you get it out, my time will lethargically start to digress"
So now I pull out this so gruesomely wedged knife
Out of my now so brutally battered newly wed wife
Life says life doesn't feel the same
Life says now everything’s subject to change
Life says when I leave don’t let Death back in boo,
Just because Death made a promise to always be with you
To love you forever and ride right beside you
Death doesn’t mean that, it’s all lies boo
But you watch out now, because Death will get impetuous
And that love Death showed you will turn into lust
A lust that will last until Death gets fed up
Now you too struck, stabbed, stuck with no luck
I’m telling you now babe don’t give it up
See me and Death have old memories
Personally, we both wanted to know intimately
Baby please tell me you are listening
Tell me that you're hearing me
Please don’t get stabbed by this same sharp knife of bad memories.
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