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