Lyrics:
Boy turned to man now he menance to society
You know a song a day it's like I got a diary
When they seen my mission man they tried to fire me
You know
of desire
and our hearts
are purified by everlasting fire
we’ll be killers
love’s too grandiose to survive
we’ll be killers
we can’t keep our dreams alive
Her tears awoke
As she swore never ever again
Magi's diary
Shares a list of more than memories
All her hopes and dreams
And daring Other-worldly
and you, just the two of us, you are all alone
I am the killer that is in your dreams
I can control you and push you to your extremes
I am the killer that
said, keep reading my diary when
My life's entirely
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
I said they wouldn't hire me
I said I got my ass beat
in my diary,
Just a thriller of a killer, I'm a good read,
Yeah im a dealer, I got coke and I got good weed,
Better mind the business that's gon pay
haunt you in your dreams
(She's a killer queen, the queen)
(A killer queen, queen)
A killer queen
Silently haunting the streets
A trail of blood
like I'm a bat
In my head, in my head
I'm afraid to see the light
I have dreams that I'm dead
See my killer eye to eye
See my killer eye to eye
I see my
To me you were more than just a lover
I made you part of all my dreams
I bragged to my fellas about you
I made you my wifey, mother of my kids
Why
To me you were more than just a lover
I made you part of all my dreams
I bragged to my fellas about you
I made you my wifey, mother of my kids
Why
My diary reads that I'm waiting
For someone to complete my life
I was twelve when I wrote it, it's so exhausting
We're taught that's the one way
need to find another way
And so night settles in
Shadows guide me, I must not be seen
As the day follows
I must be blending in
Haunted by my dreams
Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs
Something to inspire me, rather than society's
Woes, let me go, let me shine a lil' bit love
I want
And I have so many dreams
That I wanna show you here
Dear Diary I've been drinking ginger tea
And I've been eating perfectly
Quit smoking but I'm confused
To me you were more than just a lover
I made you part of all my dreams
I bragged to my fellas about you
I made you my wifey, mother of my kids
Why
a death
Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the game is over)
[Chorus]
(I've got all my life to live, plus with
Said I'm losing it, why would you lie to me
When you really admire me?
With the rhythm inside of me fiery, I agree
Now put that in your diary, Tecca
Glizzy nigga
Look
Diary of a soldier young nigga got broken dreams
Born and rise in the city where they killed Martin Luther king
Only 15, lost all
a death
Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the game is over)
[Chorus]
(I've got all my life to live, plus with
on my homie
An eye for an eye, so now your life is what you owe me
Look deep into the eyes of your motherfucking killer
I want you to witness your
Yep, I'd rather be called deadly
For my killer show tune medley
Thank you
'Cause way down deep inside
I've got a dream
He's got a dream
He's got
back, flip it right
I ain't slept
I been hypnotised
By them cats eyes
On them roadsides
With them zapped eyes
M1 after one
All the traffic gone
You
Does it ever seem
Like it was all a dream?
Vivid memories
Of the days gone by
Mental diaries
Of when time didn't fly by
Do you ever yearn
For times that
And hypocrisy the name
Marilyn Manson has never celebrated the sad
Fact that America puts killers on
The cover of Time magazine
Giving them as much notoriety
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