Against the wall, we fall from grace The pain we love is taking shape a burning lust to touch the flame Over and over again Weve played this role a thousand times The same old script, just different lies You disappear without a trace Concealing the crimes on your face Your skin like winter, I felt you shiver I heard you whisper but the pills were quicker I watched you wither, I am the killer Guess the song!! c; -FoREVer Motionless666
Posted on: Sat, 20 Sep 2014 22:27:18 +0000
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