Break your heart
My skin has the faintest traces of your scent
lips taste of alchohol, posion of choice
made by only the finest
Your nihilism has left you believing such lies
as though your happiness only lies within me
and my chronopobia leaves me fulfilling your every dark desire
(girls don't fall for wolves in sheep's clothing)
I could have him, the cure for my slipping sanity
the forest where a true nymph can flourish and breathe
instead of being stuck on the bathrooom floor
of a gritty disease ridden gas stop
having her very essence sucked out by the vampire
that she invited in her youth
the eager young mind fo a foolish girl
he tainted her soul and mind
(did you hear she's simply a whore now?)
lust plays a big deal in whether she has the time
of day, or minute, for you now
for the stories of her addiction of skin, you see
have only grown in numerous amounts
but oh so picky girls who have wronged with innocent faces
and the adolescants were taught with the best intentions
with eyes that trick and hearts that wish to be held
but no one wants to hold a black hole
except for one who believes reality
could exist in a girl of only sixteen
the boy dreams of controlling such a free spirit
but is snubbed into a darkness where no one knows
his face, his name, or what nodge he was
the boy begins to walk with violent intentions
hatred is never pretty when you're on the recieving blow
he lust after her, and she just ignores
pulling the frazzled heartstring, young men follow in behind
death is awaiting the tunnel
for heartache can cause such turmoil that eventually
cause the hear to break
lips taste of alchohol, posion of choice
made by only the finest
Your nihilism has left you believing such lies
as though your happiness only lies within me
and my chronopobia leaves me fulfilling your every dark desire
(girls don't fall for wolves in sheep's clothing)
I could have him, the cure for my slipping sanity
the forest where a true nymph can flourish and breathe
instead of being stuck on the bathrooom floor
of a gritty disease ridden gas stop
having her very essence sucked out by the vampire
that she invited in her youth
the eager young mind fo a foolish girl
he tainted her soul and mind
(did you hear she's simply a whore now?)
lust plays a big deal in whether she has the time
of day, or minute, for you now
for the stories of her addiction of skin, you see
have only grown in numerous amounts
but oh so picky girls who have wronged with innocent faces
and the adolescants were taught with the best intentions
with eyes that trick and hearts that wish to be held
but no one wants to hold a black hole
except for one who believes reality
could exist in a girl of only sixteen
the boy dreams of controlling such a free spirit
but is snubbed into a darkness where no one knows
his face, his name, or what nodge he was
the boy begins to walk with violent intentions
hatred is never pretty when you're on the recieving blow
he lust after her, and she just ignores
pulling the frazzled heartstring, young men follow in behind
death is awaiting the tunnel
for heartache can cause such turmoil that eventually
cause the hear to break