jueves, 5 de julio de 2012

The last session with the psicologist

Tonight, the game defines who wins
My bullet is waiting for you to come
I've been watching you for so long
And I know you're going to loose

You will pay your debt like the other ones
Who let my mother run into loneliness and desperation
She needed you, but you were like they cutting her hopes
This rain will testify my revenge

Nobody can kill like me
Nobody can thrill like me

I admire the way you reach this day
Looking and never give up
You touched the life of my brothers
And made me feel weak

I can't forgive what you have done
For me, you're like one of them
Because you watched a woman falling
And you didn't extend your hand

This is my last session with you, doctor

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