| JASON He sits in his room wondering where he went wrong, He thinks back to the night when he had the one night stand, Was that the night I met the killer, Is that the night it decided that I would be the one? He sits in his room and wonders why the killer chose him, How did the killer know I would be there, How did it find me, Am I really going to die? Maybe it was the night I got really wasted and shared that needle, God that was a good high but was it worth dying for? No matter how it happened, First it was just a virus, Then it was just a little cough, And now here I lay in a bed, My death bed, Because I have AIDS. |