Ennui Breathes Malice I Still Miss My Ex-girlfriend (but My Aim Is Improving)
Tragedy! Words bitten by the frost of your heart send
love - Smudged lipstick looks like blood - Looks like
blood - Blood! Sweat that thought into a plastic cup then
dry your eyes of me - I'm scrubbing each and every one of
those ridiculous ideas! You're just another set of (fake)
eyelashes and pair of splendid, perky tits! Death frowns
a dagger toward her - Ot scowls a bullet directly her way
- Death finds a way - Death will taint our days! Shoot
your thoughts into a mouldy tissue box and wipe your
thigh til clean - I'm washing away every trace of the
scum in this insidious reverie! The only difference
between azure and pink, All depends on the pressure of
your lethal f..cking grip - Get a grip! Tragedy has no
reason - No purpose in my life! No reason! No tragedy has
no f..cking reason in out lives - None! Tragedy has no
f..cking reason in our lives. It will never have any
purpose here in our lives!
