What have you become?
Come get your glamour fix.
Pushed into vein.
Shine on sweet medicated kisses.
I wont watch you die.
Your surrogate funeral eyes like blackened pillows.
Your victim's mask is slipping away.
Malfunction slow collapse.
One more fix to get you through.
A soft syringe to lick your wounds.
When you look into the mirror
Are you afraid of what you see
Through yellow caution tape.
Will you come to me for love?
I will not bleed for you this time.
Shine on spotlight cadaver. What have you become? Come get your glamour fix. Pushed into vein. Shine on sweet medicated kisses. I wont watch you die. Your surrogate funeral eyes like blackened pillows. Your victim's mask is slipping away. Malfunction slow collapse. One more fix to get you through. A soft syringe to lick your wounds. When you look into the mirror Are you afraid of what you see Through yellow caution tape. Will you come to me for love? I will not bleed for you this time. Explain Request ×
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