He looks dark in all the light places
Makes his moves on most innocent faces
A sentence to another sentence
Where living through it is the price
Such a terminal vice
Perhaps she’d like to take a bite
The one girl that he has sights on tonight
Her lips don’t speak though her heart says no
That’s just the type he’s looking for!
Let it fall
Don’t recall
The last time a girl has withered this fast
Hoping that he won’t be her last
Crashing down
Can’t escape
She makes no sounds
Her tastes have changed from kerosene to ash
How the strings have popped on his guillotine
They’ll never know…
He hates how slowly the morning passed
Craves the night so darkness masks the pain and laughs
A sentence to another sentence
Where he feels the blow
Their screams are a high, the day the low
Not one to hide in plain sight
But her body's screaming "Just let me take a bite"
If he wants in, she can't say no
That's just the type he's looking for!
Let it fall
Don’t recall
The last time a girl has withered this fast
Hoping that he won’t be her last
Crashing down
Can’t escape
She makes no sounds
Her tastes have changed from kerosene to ash
How the strings have popped on his guillotine
They’ll never know…
Wasted on a high, he’s taken her
Broken bodies, all unearthed
Taking want for granted because he knows
There’s times he can’t control himself
Can pretend that his guillotine never was…
Let it fall
I don’t recall
The last time a girl has withered this fast
Crashing down
I can’t watch
Her tastes have changed from kerosene to ash
How the strings have popped on his guillotine
They’ll never know…
OoOoOoh
We’ll never know…
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