I'm so sorry it came to this..
battered, bloodied voiceless choking on this
Crumpled piece of paper this is the shit
That keeps me up nights and knocks me unconscious
I close my eyes and rape and murder is all I see
And how long did we sleeping with that gun in our backs?
This bed should be a place of warmth and yet I've never
Felt such a chill but I swear to you that we can get
Through this together and if it all came down to it,
I'd be with you until the bloody end.
There will be no more monsters. headless, the worms
Will have our revenge (murder isn't always wrong)
And I'll take your secret to the grave.
Its all forgiven. Sleep with this
Wake with this silent, still(stop) it kills me
Every time you blame yourself. While they run away and hide
Themselves. Fold the paper hearts. touching like skin
Consent, none. has the shaking stopped? you look so different.