Making a Killing

Written by Crybaby

Clots in the blood veins eventually kill
just the way slipping into an old personality
like an old sweater from an ex-boyfriend
not appealing to anyone but comfortable to you
Made by 'Bad Associates' 100% bad attitude

Wishing for things that are fashioned after all this,
And the desire of my eye has been nothing but a display;
a show infront of me on a runway
Temptation was designed to slowly suck me back
into the vortex of a world that is losing grip.
a world unfolding into another mind trap,
I find the attack lost in a pile of whites ready for the laundry
Get back on a straight path to everlasting life

Bad association sits in a family circle snug because
They love you and they wants whats best for you
They know this is what you really want
Your whole life you try to give up or cave in to their plot
as it thickens in your blood viens waiting for the clot

So they gallivant around down a blood thirsty carpet
She called me up for advice one day
I was suppose to tell her what direction to take
Bad attitude presents itself bitterness like wine
Asking me if it's really so
Hoping she won't notice once she starts to get drunk

Instantly you feel that death is at your doorstep
Temptation is only trying to persuade me to go for a drink
It's still early, I won't be home late
Snake slitthers through the big apple
Eve doesn't even bother to cover herself up
Not even with her hair.
She saw herself in the mirror and thought
I can make a killing off of this