Honey, i love you but your time has come.
(This is infatuation turned carnivourous)
These friends and fiends in my head agree that your heart must stop.
(i need to see blood. your fucking beautiful blood)
stop on the point a knife.
Its not me, i love you. Theres just demons that tell my wretched heart.
(She’s gonna get it. She’s gonna fucking get it good)
Nothing prettier than a blonde on a stick.
Pray when we’re together
(oh god, oh god, oh god)
We’ve got quite a mess on our hands.
It’s like the entrails ripped from a virgin’s cunt.
I kiss my mother with this mouth.
because your face looks
just right when its pressed up against the headboard.
look behind you
I’m not there and i never was
I never will be
This things cocked and loaded. These words are visions of torment.
All things beautiful must die. The more Beauty, the more Death.
Gimme some Death. Faces come out of the rain, this isnt the doors’
type of strange.
This is deranged. Fuck. I wanst always this ugly.
My love is as comfortable as a skullfuck.
I’ve been a sick boy, you’ve been a bad girl.
You were always quick to take every inch.
Ive spent the night in your mouth and your throat.
you gagged but you failed to choke.
But we’re taking care of that problem.
I guess we all die alone. die slow. you’ve been dead since our first fuck.
Bodies hang like your langerie on the clothesline
Sway to a black breeze, A red stain and a white lie.
This is the end of grace. This is the end of your love.
This is the first day of your afterlife.
Doesn’t it tickle?
