AFI- A Fire Inside EP
3 ½
Open wounds in the palms of my hands, festering through infectious time. I feel so faint as my life spills over you. Backstep over glass as I repent. I fear I cannot prevent myself from spilling your life all over me. I'm so sick, so sick of myself. Mother, say you'll pray for me. I'm premature in my decay. Shards of glass swimming in my eyes. A small voice in the back of my mind that's whispering words I never want to hear. I pray that you won't hesitate, as you watch me degenerate, to reach in my wounds and extract all of my fear. My suffocation, asphyxiation. I've been choking on my own blood.
OVER EXPOSURE
I have seen ten roses bleed, seen new petals fall, I have felt my soul tear. I have felt nothing at all. Watched what was vibrant fade as shadows fall. I can see it's been done, all that was pure had been eradicated. I can see it's all done. Nothing can erase the damage done. I have seen ten liars love, seen two lovers lie, seen youth, blinded, smiling. I have seen deceit handed down from the highest height, below the lowly. I have seen beasts bathed in glory, tread across the angels as they crawl. Take it all away. Regress to nothing. Can someone please take these images from my mind?
THE HANGING GARDEN (Cure cover)
Creatures kissing in the rain. Shapeless in the dark again. In the hanging garden please don't speak. In the hanging garden no one sleeps. Catching haloes on the moon. Gives my hands the shapes of angels. In the heat of the night the animals scream. In the heat of night walking into a dream... Fall fall fall fall into the walls. Jump jump out of time. Fall fall fall fall out of the sky. Cover my face as the animals die. Creatures kissing in the rain. Shapeless in the dark again. In a hanging garden change the past. In a hanging garden wearing furs and masks. Fall fall fall fall into the walls. Jump jump out of time. Fall fall fall fall out of the sky. Cover my face as the animals die. In the hanging garden.
DEMONOMANIA (Misfits cover)
Look upon me I am the beast. Demonomania. My father was a wolf. Demonomania. My mother was a whore. You check and see. Reality of the wolf. It's in the blood. I wanna be the fucking saviour. Humans are weak. What else you fucking do. Humans are weak. I want your blood. Demonomania. My father was a wolf. Demonomania. My mother was a whore. Demonomania. My mother was a whore. Demonomania. My father was a wolf.
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