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maanantai 6. huhtikuuta 2015

Otto is the Name pt 2

Oh she looks so average
and pretty and lonesome that way
That he can not but help it
to try to put a smile upon her face
And she smiles a little, timid, tender,
says she doesn´t believe a word
And he knows she doesn´t have to,
if she knows her value and worth
Which is basically nothing,
now, when she´s never heard
In a quarter of a second he paints a picture in his mind
That maybe in a different place and a different time
She could´ve found somebody to hold on tight,
to die for, to smile through life
But now she´s here with him
in an alley so dark and quiet
She´s walking with him like he could show the way
and doesn´t worry about the ending
He could easily let go of her, let her go away
But it seems like she wants to hold on,
like she doesn´t want to let go and like
she doesn´t have a place to go
Figuring that out makes him less interested
and he let´s go of her hand and leaves her
He leaves her speaking to herself for a couple of seconds
before she understands that she´s been left alone again
A tender sparkle runs from her eye to her cheek
and she wonders what did she do wrong this time
Little she knows she got lucky that night
´cause she didn´t get sliced
And all that just because of her tender smile,
lonesome sparkle in her eyes and something in her
that said ”I wouldn´t mind to die”
He may have seen it all in just a few lines,
she wasn´t ready to fight enough for her life
And he got back on trying to find a perfect kind
of love that leaves the body cold inside
when the blood isn´t all that he could grind

sunnuntai 2. maaliskuuta 2014

Otto is the Name


You look so pretty in your 1960's suit
and your narrow tie
and you look so sweet in your silver belt buckle
twisted around your twisted figure

Your name is Otto and you like to get them high
You drive them crazy without figuring out why
You look like you´ve got them without touching them once
You don´t hunt them down, you just lie

You lie around like a sticky fly paper
You close their eyes with a promise of a little later
You must be a master of disguise
and sweet lies are meant to attract the flies

You don´t need to do anything more
Just stare a little and blow out the smoke
After all you´re just an average bloke,
right?
You got them thinking the bad in you is all the coke
Before they know it,
they choke
they rattle and they flounder
one thought through their minds
nobody´s gonna find her

They´re choked by an average bloke
Sliced through the throat
Otto is the name
He´s a serial killer kind of Unknown