Miss Suicide

Hey, Miss Suicide
You are the end, apostatize
Relax, repent
And bomb the backs of all your friends

Well, hey
She wants the change
The end of all our suffering
Collapse, repent
The world we know is gonna end, so-


I'll cross my arms on the floor
And close my eyes, 'cause


If I stand up there's no way out
So I'll bow down and give myself away
Because you're my apocalypse
You're my apocalypse


Hey, mother nature, sing to me
Are you sick of all the greed?
Do you want to be set free, be set free

Well, hey, you robbed the bank of misery
With nothing more than me
You're counting all the bills you stole
But folding underneath


I'll cross my arms on the floor
And close my eyes, 'cause


If I stand up there's no way out
So I'll bow down and give myself away
Because you're my apocalypse
You're my apocalypse


You want to take all control (You're my apocalypse)
You want to tangle my soul (You're my, you're my-)

If I stand up there's no way out
So I'll bow down and give myself away
Because you're my apocalypse
You're my apocalypse
You're my, you're my-
Apocalypse
Apocalypse
Apocalypse.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Interesting subject to address Miss Suicide, avising her to give up her beliefs. Can't argue with that. Well written.

Chris

[imagesinwords]

I have to agree with zara. Very talented writer. Love you're style.

[Zara619]

Really liked this a lot you very talented