Who are you?
Who are you really?
You made a life for yourself
You should be proud
You have the upper hand
Your a movie of the week
A T-shirt at best
I mean at this stage
When this big thing happens, we'll be sure to let you know
I'm going to be standing right next to you
I don't want to miss it
Lust
But I am nothing to you
Realize the reason I am here is because I wanted to be
Do you hear me?
I am trying to tell you how much I admire you
When I said I admired you
I meant what I said
You'll see
There you go
You enjoy torturing us
Isn't that true?
Sloth
Your vague in your master plans
It's in those eyes of yours
But that's the point
We tolerate it
Morning, noon, and night
Well not anymore
Pride
I tried to taste the life of a simple man
It didn't work out
Gluttony
The question is what makes you so special?
Greed
What harm would it do to tell us a little bit about yourself?
Two months from now no one is going to give a shit
No one is going to care
And no one is going to remember
Wrath
Since you walked away from the mess you have made
We will comprehend but won't deny
Was you buying our time and toying with us?
I guess envy will always be my sin
Thanks to you
4/27/99
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