Profiler

Revolutions drift in circles in gyro movements in an envelope.
To bring a message that says its sorry for something that has not been done...yet.
If obsession was compulsory then regret would exist.
Do first then ask after the murder if I can.

Nobody can help a mystery in the mind that possesses the tumor.
The victim is running out of time nailed to a 3rd dimensional tale.
A pistol from the police want to make me take the power away.
Why give it, why spend it my own enemy your own nightmare unite.

A musical play is the playground where we will make our last stand.
Glue your eyes open to make you watch the end of the play.
Rewind the tape of us over and over again because its too late to pick up the broken glass.
The glass which was our lives that I shattered with a chance that no soul can resist.

I must be dreaming because this is too easy too good to be true.
At that moment snap back into the chair where electroshock will attempt to change sanity.
Why can't they realize fate is a word not a reality?
Chose death before murder it is what I offered your heart.

Just because its dead doesn't mean it is gone.
I just wanted to write you a fairytale but it got out of frame.
Now the dame that you are will forever be stuck and tangled by strings.

Just to see if you do as you are told from a mastermind.
Trust it seems comes from belief and that is what fate wants from my most wanted profile.
If evidence could disappear by a uninvited tick of a nano second.
How you and I would have been so different.