with anger i will make you pretty; i promise the frost drips from your frigid fingertips again keeping myself alive; through a spool of thread an evil influence; as i play doctor for the cure keeping myself alive; through a spool of thread drown yourself with my lying promises;
if beauty is only a six letter word; then i wont stop this
as your fingernails bleed from tearing out your heart
to numb the pain; and you realize nothing will change
ever; i’m sorry, but this vicious cycle lasts forever
melting as you hold the child’s head underwater
a murderous crime; or is it just solving the problem
these violent memories plague as you try to dissolve them
the issue at hand; hide in fear, listen; they are near
bury us together; stitch our bodies to make one
a dilapidated heart; expelling oxygen, tell the dead
a new era; with the same chapter has been bled
trivia placed land minds, indirect closing statements
patterns; psychopathic games claim family names
i hold the key to your thoughts; wisdom and gore
don’t breathe; that’s another reason to fight for
bury us together; stitch our bodies to make one
a dilapidated heart; expelling oxygen, tell the dead
a new era; with the same chapter, has been bled
there is so many you will never breathe again
believe me; it was never supposed to be like this
i loved you; but to love you i have to kill you
this isn’t hate; it’s passion, and it’s great
