Impact (Interlude)
Deborah Healy, MASOCHISM
[Interlude]
Samson, you really hurt me
Samson, your hard truths really impact me
There's nothing more that has damaged my feelings
I really need some healings
When you called me disgusting, I was speechless
Now all my nights shall be sleepless
I thought the song was nice, you thought otherwise
Was our friendship just a guise?
I guess you hate me, and want me dead
The police will find me, and out shall I have bled
(Hysterical sobbing)