Decay is my trend
Needles my accesories
And despair is my dress
She's the pale one with the scarred legs
HARD-DRUG-FACED wanna powder her nose
I know you are somewhere...
Inside this open wound
Dying young is fashion
I knew you were somewhere
Dying young is fashion
She's the pale one with the scarred legs
HARD-DRUG-FACED wanna powder her nose