I knew it was too good
to good to be true...

I hate when your not here
cause then i cant lick your ear...

If you don't like my words
if you don't like the way i dress...

I walk by moonlight
with fear of the coming daylight...

I walked along the beach, that night
the sky painted, with colors so bright...

White;
purity...

I want brush you lips
i want to taste your skin...

I want to taste your every word with my tongue
i want you to know that you have me under your...

Prologue:
the tale i have to tell...

Hiding behind scabs and scars
buying time for bleeding wrists...

The light pours in the window
making small shadows on the wooden floor...

Sing your foolish prayer
regret the words you spat...