this is the worst of wounds my soul blisters like your skin this is a call to arms knives have started sharpening themselves i ve told you this before boards and nails won t stop the flames your looks will scorch the earth as if to say that you are mine again this is my taped confession my nervous voice will hurt us all the same remind me of nothing corpse charades dare you speak my name re dress bullet holes your medicine is useless isolation necessity nothing cleanses quite like fire nothing cleanses quite like fire don t scream your worthless calls will draw attention to me i ll make you mine don t scream your story s marred with bad intentions for me i ll make you mine look at me lie to me honestly we re enemies taste the color red blood like prison wine know these awful things you don t have much time burning your cold heart is burning your whole world is burning all the kids are burning your whole world is burning your cold heart is burning your whole world is burning all the kids are burning your whole world is burning now nothing cleanses quite like fire you ll bleed it s hacking at your guilty conscience you ll see i ll make you mine don t scream your worthless calls will draw attention to me i ll make you mine i ve got to let you know infection overgrown if they could see you now your thoughts are leaking out we ve got to let them know our skin is growing old brush the dust off from your soul yours and mine were bought and sold look at me lie to me honestly we re enemies teenage obsessions taped confessions these will hurt us all the same have you tasted poison like this dare you speak my name
['horror punk', 'steampunk']