Note: I don't own the song "One Week." That belongs to the some band whose name I forgot. Well, you get the idea.
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It's been
one week since you looked at me
Threw your hair on your face and
couldn't see thee
Five days since you strangled me, I saying
"Get
that together come back and kill me"
Three days til the
spinning ring
I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't find
you
Yesterday you'd drew blood from me
but it'll still be two
days till I say I'm sorry
Hold it now and watch the black
bag
As I make you stop, gag
You'll think you're looking at the
centipede
You trap the souls in the well, although you like the
Chalet Swiss
as well as sushi
'cause it's always from beneath
hell
Hot like wasabe when you grab arms
Burn like the old
tree
Because you're all for bad values
Becca's got the psycho
hits
She try to match wits, she try to block you but you bust
through
Gonna make me shake and always bake
You'd drown me in a
freezing lake
You like vanilla, it's the whitest of the
flavours
Gotta see the show, cause then I'll know
The vertigo
is gonna grow
Cause it's so dangerous,
I'll have an ache in my
head
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're
sad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of
girl who laughs at your funeral
Can't understand what I
mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wreck the photos
of you
I have a history of pulling back my hair
It's been
one week since you found a way
Threw your arms in the air
and
said "Seven days"
Five days since you stared at me
I've
still got the red shocks on both my knees
It's been three days
since the afternoon
You realized it's not my fault
not a moment
too soon
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
And now I sit back and
wait til you say you're sorry
Chickity China I hate it's
chicken
You have a drumstick and your heart stops tickin'
Watchin'
my own tape with no lights on
You're dans la maison
I hope my
own father's in this one
Like my mother I'm getting frantic
Like
Mai I'm tantric
Like Yoichi, guaranteed to satisfy
Like
Kurasawa I make mad films
You can copy films
But if I did they
would've had Samara
Gonna get a set a' better discs
Gonna
find the kind with no risks
Just so my story is carried to the
next century
Gotta get in tune with Ringu 2
'Cause the movie
has got the freaky kids today
That makes me do the right
thing
How can I help it if I think you're scary when you're
mad
Tryin' hard to keep quiet though I feel bad
I'm the kind of
guy who draws Katie's funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
You
soon will
I have a tendency to draw visions from my head
I have
a history of watching that girl
It's been one week since you
looked for me
Crawled through the T.V. screen
and said "I'll
kill thee."
Five days since I freaked at you and thought
"You just did just what I thought you were gonna do"
Three
days til the spinning ring
I realized I'm gonna to die,
but
what could I do?
Just today you just smiled at me
and said copy
the tape and say that I'm sorry
You should've copied the
tape and said I'm sorry
You should've copied the tape and said
I'm sorry
Samara Morgan said I love mommy.