god damn, you were the best. a dozen roses couldn't say goodbye to all the heartache so I left them in the garden. the swollen eclipse now leaves me
close the book and turn the page. exit players from the stage. count the moons and stars but please stop fighting wars with me. after all is said and
the piano players dead. someone shot him in the head. I want to make sweet love to his fucking music. who would've wanted the show to end this early?
Red lights gleaming screaming. You entice this time. Can't you see I'm teething? Bleeding from inside. For you I will not lust. For you I will not bust
Contemplation. Revelation. You've tried to bury us with pure hatred. Cos what you think and what you say is loud so start eating that shit we're gonna
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swallow me as I become a living blaspheme. force fed by your tyrant. choke on the lies of the ancients. so you are the demon to design my fate. disguise
death to your king in his glorified horror. killing time. bathing in his own beautiful sin. kill your maker and the shadows will unleash a forgotten
I know you can move in that black velvet. yeah. so move for me in that velvet dress. the sweet taste you'll leave on me. tainted with that kiss. bite
what are you swinging for? swing for the fences or sit down. break the fence and then another. bloody face look away. cornered in an empty room. with
Rows and rows of white lies keep trying Is that any way to live? Don't come to our home thinking I don't care Do you think we can't feel it too? Do
you told me no apologies but I'm sorry it couldn't cut the mustard and it's absurd. hey, you turned the light off, you gave me darkness. you sucked
You've cut it down Down to the bone You begin to spite yourself and all that still surrounds You've been deceived now By what you've sold Truth gave
can I make this madness go away? again I wake at 3am, can't lose these creeps inside my head. reality seems far away and all my dreams will slowly fade
she's a pretty girl. she's a model in the studio. she's a beauty queen. she's a knockout. she's my beauty queen. she's a fucking knockout. blonde bombshell
And I wonder? Where do you get your inspiration? Where do you find your motivation? And what motivates me to hold your hand? And I don't want you to
God help me save tomorrow from fear of darkest hour. this world in pain, it's time to rise again. this life is so called murder. staring at angry horror
I want to taste you naked on the fucking floor. so drink up my love. it's your night my love. you can't feel the bang on an empty stomach. wow. yeah.