heroes,harlots,habitsdecieve another heart in this waking hour i will die again
before breath before scars heal you must bleedcast my doubt in every sunrise and
make this day remember the night as i painted itshow me your trust and ill show you
my betrayal, breaking me down i beg tolerance suspend me by broken wingsbreath in
the sky and kill those thoughts that are dead mans dreamsalas we have severed our
tongues no more wishing with our eyes we've created every fucking monsterevery
fucking one pick up the knife and paint the floor red with your selfish intentions
sharpen your teeth for the hunt and we will sin like unbaptised childrenthis
broken back will claim our innocence our age will outweigh our desirei can still
see a boy bringing flowers as i lay in this empty room i have named every scar after
you, i have grown to call this pain friendborn a slave but ill die a master, if
this is life then show me the fucking door i've been to funner funerals