A Fire Inside...

Hey Miss Murder can I make beauty stay if I take my life? With just a look they shook and heavens bowed before him. Simply a look can break your heart. The stars that pierce the sky, he left them all behind. We're left to wonder why he left us all behind. Dreams of his crash won't pass. Oh, how they all adored him. Beauty will last when spiraled down. The stars that mystified, he left them all behind and how his children cried. He left us all behind. What's the hook, the twist within this verbose mystery? I would gladly bet my life upon it that the ghost you love, your ray of light will fizzle out without hope. We're the empty set just floating through, wrapped in skin, ever searching for what we were promised...reaching for that golden ring we'd never let go...but who would ever let us put their filthy hands upon it? Hey Miss Murder can I make beauty stay if I take my life?




Warn your warmth to turn away. Here it's December every day. Press your lips to the sculptures and surely you'll stay for of sugar and ice, I am made. It's in the blood. i met my love before I was born. He wanted love. I taste of blood. he bit my lip and drank my war from years before. She exhales vanilla lace. I barely dreamt her yesterday. Read the lines in the mirror through the lipstick trace "Por Siempre." She said "it seems you're somewhere far away," to his face. It's in the blood. I met my love before I was born. She wanted love. I taste of blood, she bit my lip and drank my war from years before. Love like winter.