Inner Evil

You seem to think I'm something I'm not
You try to come close, you really need to stop.
Because theres things about me, that you wouldn't want to know
Theres parts of me, that just haven't gotten their chance to show
I'm dangerously silent, always watching it all
I look on with dead eyes, looking for someone to fall
you think I'm normal, but you gotta stop what you're doing
To be perfectly honest, I'm not even human.

Quiet doesn't always mean shy
and sometimes smiles whisper "die"
If you look in my eye, which I never let you do
You'll see things, that are sure to terrify you.

You see me over there, in the side of the room.
a sense of despair, do I give off a gloom?
You see me at the chair, during psycho class,  
Sitting by myself, behind a sheet of four foot glass
writing the notes on the paper edges in a book
but I'm thinking of hanging one of'em up on a hook
When you pass me on the street, some give that stare
You know I'm a freak but I don't fucking care
You see me around friends, I smile and seem sweet?
but honestly I'm planning to leave everyone bloody at my feet.

I'm not a little girl, I'm not shy or all to sad
I'm actually a monster, who's gone completely mad
I keep a weapon at my bedside, paranoid as fuck
I smoke cig after cig, and its never enough
i burn myself with the cherries, I cut myself everytime I see blades
I speak to demons in my head, and put clown paint all over my face
I think about murder, and it turns me on
I'm a bitter person, and I secretly hate everyone
i got scars on my arms, that I always try to cover
when I try to stop, I think "fuck it, why not another?"
And I ain't playing with a razor to no emo shit
I'm slitting my fucking wrists while blasting twiztid
thinking about disappearing and splitting someone's wig
I'm a little fucked up, and see things in the corner of my eye
i sense people's true self and thats why I want them to die

You'll never see this side, and live to tell
I know in my heart, i'm going to hell
Or I'll end up in a cell, or six feet deep
I'm not quite sure, but I think the demons are trying to kill me in my sleep
they laugh it my head because some people see me as okay
they think I'm a good person, well they'll probably hate me one day
Because I hide my devil so good, until he shows his face
then theres violence and blood all over the place.
I hold it down well, I have to admit
much better than before, when I didn't give a shit.
Take it as a warning when you see that look in my eyes
And always remember...
I'm evil on the inside.