The vindication of the razor, the only passion...
But if passion fly's astray then, my darling, what...

You stutter out words from your gossip filled lips
entrance me delicately with infatuations first...

Can I be pretty through the tears can you hold me...

All the words i say have no meaning.
the clock never stops ticking...

Living hell f u c k e d up emotions.
living in the darkest hour of life...

With no word to say.
standing there blankly...