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Wednesday, October 05, 2011

Tucked Into Bed - lyrics

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Tucked Into Bed


Here is the beginning of the story that will end

I knew a man who used to drive an ice cream truck

He lured all the kids to come with him in the back

He would bring them home and torture them

Rape away their innocence and then toss them like trash

Take them to the river to be drowned in the depths

Then repeat the cycle in the next town with me in tow


I never knew another way of life

I told myself it would all be fine

I lived with the guilt of knowing

That I had brought the sleep to soon

To the little ones so pure


When he feared the truck would get noticed

He told me to go and bring the children home

I had two choices laid before me

One – to do as I was told and bring kids to their death

Two – become one of the children in the river

Needless to say I set out with promises of kool-aid

And I delivered them to another man shaded red


I never knew another way of life

I told myself it would all be fine

I lived with the guilt of knowing

That I had brought the sleep to soon

To the little ones so pure


I played out this cycle for five years until

He feared that I would be found out as the bait

He conspired to send me to bed like the others

I soon found out about this and ran for my life

Too soon did I realize that I had nowhere to go

All I had known was this cycle put forth by my father


On my own now daddy are you proud?

Are you proud of how you raised your boy?

I was a slave to you for 17 long years

Now with my hands I will write your wrongs

I am coming daddy....Are you scared?


Here is the end of my story that will end

I have to kill him to be free from my paranoia

Scheming my plan into perfection I lure him in

Pull the bag over his head and bind his hands

I throw him in the back of the stolen truck

Then drive the truck over the bridge to our bed

Tucked into the bed of our eternal slumber


I know now another way of life

I told myself the truth and I am fine

I still live with the guilt of knowing

But I know that I have set things right

The children can rise to the heavens

While we sink to the bottom....

   

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the chalky one wrote on Nov 19th, 2011 5:02pm

dude thats pretty awesome story

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