Glass Casket - Pencil Lead Syringe Lyrics
Everything that comes out of yourmouth is amazing. See your pale face passing over, overagain. My grip on your ankles gets weak as you puncturethe walls around us. I'm sorry you're dead. Bite the curb.Snap. You should have loved me. Oops, its too late andnow your mouth is big enough to suck mine and his necks.I never met a tent spike I wouldn't like to put in yourstomach. I'm smiling at you now and does it make anythingdifferent? You are so beautiful now, peaceful and calm.When your back snaps think of me. I'm sorry you're dead.