Are you sure you really know what you would do? |
| Are you sure your alright? Not in a night of fright Would your hand betray Send a knife into your wife's laced back? Then you'd never come back. Are you sure you wouldn't In a prophesied pique Strangulate the lives of your children For their many indiscretions? It's not so hard really All you'd need is a drink! To make you think. What about the boss? Are you really going to stand for this? Much easier to make him die Then let him keep you live In your little cubicle, a cage. Who's to say you wouldn't just go insane? Snap with a crack? We are who we are Made of antic clay Waiting for someone to unlock our lock Unleash our darkest thoughts. Then we'll say to ourselves in our best inside voice Are you sure? Are you sure? |