Twisted faces Transfixed eyes Remain in their places Spill their minds Offer your graces Right my wrongs Twisted faces Broken songs There's this choking sound Any time you're around And i just want to feel my skin Against the blades emanating from your mouth Hold me down Bleed me dry Paint me out Against the sky And there's this choking sound Any time you're around And I just want to feel my skin Against the blades emanating from your mouth