"Blue Lace from Hell"

((From Rokkna to Dua))

My best friend, who would have guessed
I left her, both of us half dead
She wan't just like me at all
She had my spite but not my faults
She did just what she should have done
Sucked her life out of everyone

But she's just fine, I suppose
She was too smart and beautiful
I hate her with no guilt at all
When we were little, I'll recall...
My envy of her, my admiration...
Our likenesses that drove our deadly differences.

Some could say, I'm better off on this
But she got the pain-free end of things
I hate her more, seeing her ghost
Reminds me of her charm and looks
Things that I could never have
...Oh, we would talk of crazy plans

But she's just fine, I suppose
She was too smart and beautiful
I hate her with no guilt at all
When we were little, I'll recall...
My envy of her, my admiration...
Our likenesses that drove our deadly differences.

When I think of her it's with a smile
But I don't miss her, I never will
When I think of her I then remember
She put me through this hell!

But she's just fine, I suppose
She was too smart and beautiful
I hate her with no guilt at all
When we were little, I'll recall...
My envy of her, my admiration...
Our likenesses that drove our deadly differences.