the knife in my hand is bloody the blood on the floor.........isnt mine the bodys on the floor are torn apart and i still cant stop smiling while the song always by papa roach is playing free from this aggony finaly free free free free free im finaly free but i i i gotta hide these bodys gotta hide em gotta hide em wow these blade is looking very friendly i think i want to...... no i cant do this im free im im free but then why am i crying but im free "shut up you fool just shut up and hide these bloody bodys then we can go yup we can go" " but i still care from these bloody fools well not really im just crazy right right" " yes you bloody fool even thought ur my lover yes your crazy now if you wouldnt mind to clean up this mess you caused" "anything for you johnny i love you" " i love you to faith"this blade is still looking friendly i think i want to kill again "hey johnny want to play " "sure sence your done with these bodys"
