What a poor thing
What a poor poor thing
What a poor thing
Tears drip down like they morphine
What a poor thing
Eyes roll back I can't see a thing
What a poor thing
Feet bound back ribbons for a ring
Wander a minute, over the hills is a couple of cynics
Chill by the lake, you know it's fate, blinding snow rays in a vision
Senses all out of commission
One of us out of the picture
Broken apart, scattering shards
Frankenstein my suture
Crawling all fours in the night, stories for demons that sleep in the light
Searing hot pain til it's white, never could tell from the black in your eyes
The art is attached to a vice
Bodies detach from this life
Shadows just drag me around
Swallows just follow my strife
Woahhhh
I just wanna go home
Woahhhh
Sharp pang in your tone
Woahhhh
Yeah I'm hollow to the bone
Woahhhh
I don't wanna die alone
What a poor thing
Tears drip down like they morphing
What a poor thing
Fog drifts round til the heavens sing
What a pretty thing
Full moon gown flowing vividly
What a pretty thing
Lungs scorched white I can almost breathe
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What a poor thing
What a poor poor thing
What a poor thing
Tears drip down like they morphine
What a poor thing
Eyes roll back I can't see a thing
What a poor thing
Feet bound back ribbons for a ring
Wander a minute, over the hills is a couple of cynics
Chill by the lake, you know it's fate, blinding snow rays in a vision
Senses all out of commission
One of us out of the picture
Broken apart, scattering shards
Frankenstein my suture
Crawling all fours in the night, stories for demons that sleep in the light
Searing hot pain til it's white, never could tell from the black in your eyes
The art is attached to a vice
Bodies detach from this life
Shadows just drag me around
Swallows just follow my strife
Woahhhh
I just wanna go home
Woahhhh
Sharp pang in your tone
Woahhhh
Yeah I'm hollow to the bone
Woahhhh
I don't wanna die alone
What a poor thing
Tears drip down like they morphing
What a poor thing
Fog drifts round til the heavens sing
What a pretty thing
Full moon gown flowing vividly
What a pretty thing
Lungs scorched white I can almost breathe
What a poor poor thing
What a poor thing
Tears drip down like they morphine
What a poor thing
Eyes roll back I can't see a thing
What a poor thing
Feet bound back ribbons for a ring
Wander a minute, over the hills is a couple of cynics
Chill by the lake, you know it's fate, blinding snow rays in a vision
Senses all out of commission
One of us out of the picture
Broken apart, scattering shards
Frankenstein my suture
Crawling all fours in the night, stories for demons that sleep in the light
Searing hot pain til it's white, never could tell from the black in your eyes
The art is attached to a vice
Bodies detach from this life
Shadows just drag me around
Swallows just follow my strife
Woahhhh
I just wanna go home
Woahhhh
Sharp pang in your tone
Woahhhh
Yeah I'm hollow to the bone
Woahhhh
I don't wanna die alone
What a poor thing
Tears drip down like they morphing
What a poor thing
Fog drifts round til the heavens sing
What a pretty thing
Full moon gown flowing vividly
What a pretty thing
Lungs scorched white I can almost breathe
Writer: Austin Yung, 1004
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC