heroes,harlots,habits.decieve another heart in this waking hour. i will die again
before breath. before scars heal you must
bleed.cast my doubt in every sunrise and
make this day remember the night as i painted it.show me your trust and ill show you
my
betrayal, breaking me down i beg tolerance. suspend me by broken wings.breath in
the sky and kill those thoughts that are dead mans
dreams...alas we have severed our
tongues. no more wishing with our eyes we've created every f*****g monster...every
f*****g one.
pick up the knife and paint the floor red with your selfish intentions.
sharpen your teeth for the hunt and we will sin like unbaptised
children...this
broken back will claim our innocence .our age will outweigh our desire.i can still
see a boy bringing flowers as i
lay in this empty room i have named every scar after
you, i have grown to call this pain friend.born a slave but ill die a master,
if
this is life then show me the f*****g door. i've been to funner funerals.
