The Last Confession Of Vivian Whip

Hear the last confession of Vivian Whip

If you're reading this

My life was lonely

Never hurt a fly

Or spared a kiss

Never killed a soul

Except my own

But when I took you in my arms

I wondered why it took so long

For me to recognize this precious song

Had it been playing all along?

Just when I needed it

When I couldn't conceive that it's

So hard to lose your nerve

To just get what you need

And not, not what you deserve

See the first impression of Vivian Whip

Still denied parole

He's etched in charcoal

Never hurt a fly or killed a soul

Entertained a doubt

I cared about

But now I fear we fear too much

I tried my best to keep my watch

To bear up in the light that strips

So stop my mouth up with your lips