One boy entertained by the torments of another soul. Touching was confusing and he found he was all alone.
He sought salvation in the darkness of the choklit. Sweets soaked insecurities and sugar teased his need to kill. Peel back, the faces, we hide within our choklit shell. Some now indulgence, some know and some go much too far.
They came hypnotized by the promise in his somber grin. He saw something in the weakness of their skin. Peel back, the faces, we hide within our choklit shell. Some now indulgence, some know and some go much too far.
Is it raining? Is it snowing? Is a hurricane a-blowing? Not a speck of light is showing Do the danger must be growing Oh, the fires of hell are glowing Is the grisly reaper mowing? Yes, the danger must be growing For the rowers keep on rowing Not showing Signs are slowing Any signs that they are slowing Faster, faster Faster, faster Faster, faster Faster, faster Faster, faster Faster, faster Faster, faster Faster, faster
Jeff saved for later, his prizes of iniquity: polaroids to covet and bones to hide in 213. Peel back, the faces, we hide within our choklit shell. Some now indulgence, some know and some go much too far.