Go!
Yea!
A wraith with an angel's body,
A demon with a smile of gold,
You soul-sucker!
I won't become like you,
A killer with the perfect weapons,
crystal eyes,
and a heart of coal.
You soul-sucker!
I won't lose myself in you.
Look how pretty she is, when she falls down
Now there is no beauty in, bleeding mascara
Lip are quivering, like a withering rose
She's back again!
What the f*ck do you think love means?
It's much more than words and feelings,
Sucking, me dry!
Is my marrow that sweet?
Your dead lovers have left a trail of broken hearts and misspent hopes,
Sucking, them dry!
Does their marrow taste of sweetness, sweetness?
I hope you choke
[Guitar Solo]
Look how pretty she is, when she falls down,
Now there is no beauty in, bleeding mascara,
Lip are quivering, like a withering rose,
She's back again!
She's back a..
She's back again!
She's back.