Gray Ghost Holy Hell
I'm not impressed by your lack of innocence
Show it off in a cheap dress
Fake necklaces only
Show us the dirtiest dreams we always wanted to be
Don't shut me out, I've got the warmest touch
You're in luck
Don't shut me out, I've got the warmest touch
You're in luck
I've got these black knives I've left out for you
Slit you're wrists like you wanted to
Black knives
I've left out for you
Cut the way out
Black knives
I've left out for you
Slit your wrists like I want you to
The sleepless, the hopeless, the reckless, the
desperate, the wretched, the wasted
Are calling your name
The damned, the sinners, the warring, the killers, the
strongest abusers
Are slurring your name
Shy from the moonlight shield
Your porcelain skin
The fairest faces get the worst of this emptiness
The sleepless, the hopeless, the reckless, the
desperate, the wretched, the wasted
Are calling your name
The damned, the sinners, the warring, the killers, the
strongest abusers
Are calling for you
