And She's Happy Again.
And she's happy again.
And by happy, I mean she's mentally dying
The last bits of life bleeding out through her wrists.
And by she's, I mean me
So close to death I can wrap its dark, black robes in my arms
And kiss its graven lips.
And by happy, I mean she's mentally dying
The last bits of life bleeding out through her wrists.
And by she's, I mean me
So close to death I can wrap its dark, black robes in my arms
And kiss its graven lips.