Sneaky Bat Machine More Or Less
Dress in black my points
Attack this darkened world of pain
Temple is down
My face a frown
Run around in the acid rain
Kohl eyes drawn
My soul is torn
I wear my PVC
A jugular spurt
The handcuffs hurt
Please don't look at me
But more or less I'm overdressed
Don't walk away, my pale empress
Waves of black wash over me
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
I'm in two minds
I drink red wine to wash away the tears
Walls come down with the length of my frown
Destroy my brightest fears
Dreampt of rats
We f..ck like bats
We're twenty years old now
Look in my eyes
How old am?
I wear too much make up there to tell
Just how gothic can you be?