Broken hearted, feeling betrayed
All of these feelings coming that were delayed...
Three more bottles 'til the boys go down,
Watch us turn your mouth into a frown...
Of the seven deadly sins,
which one do I choose...
I ask the blind puppeteer
could i buy your puppet...
Blank stares to a marble wall
boring holes into the silence...
Collections of memories, emotions, reflections,
reside in the psyche, "an immaterial part of...
Empty, does it make a sound?
falling forever, will she ever hit the ground...
Echoing ever so softly,
snow falls to the ground...
Morbid beauty, lie awake inside,
Hinder upon my darkened lips...
Used, refused and
Chemically abused...
Hush little one, don't say a word,
It does no good to speak...
I look in the mirror...
my naked body bleak...