There once was a girl who cried murder,
she did this everywhere she went.
Her eyes could only see demons,
Screaming was how her days were spent.
Now this little girl she loved starving,
and in secret she took every pill.
This little girl she loved dancing,
dancing drunk drinking herself ill.
The little girl who cried murder was lonely,
so depressed and so discontent.
Do not get this wrong people like her,
But all her happiness has been spent.
This little girl thinks she's ugly,
she would be beautiful if she were thin.
she's to tall and big she cries to be tiny,
Going pale with a blade to her skin.
Now the girl who cried murder lost love.
Now she wishes she never fell in.
She tries and tries to get over it,
but she can't for see look where her heart has been.
Evil and horrid and putrid,
And murder and rape pain and love,
And hatred and blood loss and fainting.
with no more faith no more hope in above.
This little girl though of death smiling.
Murder murder she was left with their screaming.
Only could think now of dieing
But in reality convinced shes still dreaming.
Insanity blessed with a curse
Don't kill her spirit with your pointless reality.
Immortal darling fearing death and still living
she continues her living fantasy and brutality.