September the Eleventh (Terror’s Tears)
It’s a normal day and I’m happier than ever.
I snort the line of coke, but can I keep things together?
Leave a name in history to show them that I exist.
But every person I open up to is a....GODDAMN TERRORIST!!!
(GODDAMN TERRORIST!) (GODDAMN TERRORIST!)
This is fucking 9/11. So crash your plane into my HEART!!!
This windowed tower won’t reach heaven. It’s just where all their dreams will start...
I underestimated you! Strapped around those silky thighs were all of your alibis.
Who are you!? I dedicated half my life so you could slip a knife on this flight.
The deceptive red lipstick and strawberry blonde wig bypassed the hearts of security so you could stab the pig. I cried when America was burning down. I died when lady liberty hit the ground...
(Singing:)
This is fucking 9/11. So crash your plane into my HEART!!!
This windowed tower won’t reach heaven. It’s just where all their dreams will start...
This is fucking 9/11. Today we’re flying to the stars.
Two hundred and twenty-seven martyrs will leave three thousand fucking SCARS!!!
Watching her maniacally laugh as bodies jumped out of the glass. Regret built up inside my throat as she sucked the world of all their hope. She lost the ones she loved the most. So Terror haunts this realm just like a ghost. Inflicting her pain upon the mass, thinking the future is the past.
From orange evening skies the hijacked plane descends. Her heart too troubled for the city below to mend. She knows that her actions will haunt her forever. She crashes, and will always remember...the sorrowful day of the eleventh of September.
(I scream:)
This is fucking 9/11. So crash your plane into my HEART!!!
This windowed tower won’t reach heaven. It’s just where all their dreams will start...
Every person I open up to is a... goddamn terrorist....( A goddamn terrorist) (A goddamn terrorist) (A goddamn terrorist)...
~Brandon Ðefiance
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