Pg. 99 - Your Face Is A Rape Scene | Текст песни

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• Your Face Is A Rape Scene

That whisper,
your lovely curling razor,
mistakenly wound around my tongue
to squeeze some fucking truth
from that wicked obsession,
your obsession,
where I can pass by.
They do that when you're dead alive.
I could count stars,
and you counted screams,
so if you would please just hand me my ticket,
I will go and join the ground.
It was where I was in the first place