Disguised Killer
You know me,
I know you,
We go together
Like Mencius and Chou
I scratch your back
You scratch mine,
I rip your flesh out
Like an elk’s tine.
I burn your skin
I make you sick
I sting your eyes
I’m what makes you tick.
But when you light me
My smell is grand
A tasty aroma
You cannot stand.
You created me
A death that is due
Hey, what can I say?
If I were you, I’d hate me too.
Now look at you
You’re weak and dying
And I’m still killing
As your family is crying.
