By Any Other Name
Your blood is pooling,
the red is such a beautiful shade;
won’t you let me use it,
exploit it like I did you?
Here you are,
let me paint your face
with the sound of your name;
your portrait will be real
and the loveliest one yet…
the red is such a beautiful shade;
won’t you let me use it,
exploit it like I did you?
Here you are,
let me paint your face
with the sound of your name;
your portrait will be real
and the loveliest one yet…