I'm in a situation..
That I can't control..
I may misbehave..
But I'm not that devilish..
Cold ice dropped on the floor..
Mistaken me for someone I don't know..
Catch me on stage..
I won't escape..
My hands shivering..
I can tell I'm scared..
Blade cut my throat..
This mystery is to tiring..
It feels like we're on the floor..
Like stains we can't go away easily..
Pens down..
Don't take no more notes..
End out..
We're breathing without pipes..
There's red wine..
On the floor..
Don't know how the stain got to my fur..
My mind on rewind..
Don't know how he landed here..
Just like in the stories..
I'm not the culprit..
You must have mistaken me for someone..
There's red wine..
On the floor..
I don't know how the stain got to me..
He's dead now..
And they say I did it..
But I never did..
Look likes I'm in a bigger dungeon..
This red wine is covering up my clothes..
Tell me how to rid the stains..
Trust me I'm no murderer..
Casual, famous,creepy dude..
Sneaky,fisht,ashy..
now that's me..
Sly, brave,evil and bold..
that ain't me..
There's red wine..
There's red wine..
There's red wine..
on this floor..
I don't know how my fur got stained..
My blood reversing..
I can't breathe no more..
Red wine..
© Meeky Moonstar