My heartstrings cease to strain
I've acquired a taste for poisoned lips
Drank deep of this disease in me
Adored with prying eyes
Beneath a mask made of flesh and thornsCollected from the ones she'd loved before
Collected from the ones she'd loved before
Collected from the ones she'd loved before
Collected from the ones she'd loved beforeMy heartstrings cease to strain
I've acquired a taste for poisoned lips
Drank deep of this disease in me
Adored with prying eyes
Beneath a mask made of flesh and thornsHer eyes were opened wide
She now could see forever
Traced deep the marks she'd made
With her razorHer eyes were opened wide
She now could see forever
Traced deep the marks she'd made
With her razorThe lines of suicide
The lines of suicide
The lines of suicide
The lines of suicide