My favorite little part is knowing you're wrong as hell,
Thinking you understand what's behind this shell,
I'm a hidden piece of a gem in this God for saken hell,
Watch as I grip you with my soft and whispered tales,
Only to realize I'm as twisted as you claim to be as well,
I dont mind sharing my darkest tales,
Long as you dont mind sharing yours aswell,
I crave the company,
I crave the light,
Yours so happens to be my type,
Tainted colors dont bring me fear,
They bring me truth I want to hear,
My fragile heart wont shatter here,
There's too much comfort with you standing near.
