Vārdi: Dearestazazel. My Favorite Face.

I saved it up
Up till the words flowed out
Out...
Quiet into hands
How many years of living under the weight of a world so heavy with your touch?
In one determined move
I saw my favorite face like I never knew it could look
So broken
Like rippling cracks in the glass right before it shatters

The same two eyes gazing back to me with the world destroyed
I never wanted to be this

More more
From the night before
There's a stranger in bed
Her face is red but slightly blue, or is it black?, in the light
But next to me
She looks good
The touch is real
She looks good
But she doesn't feel like you
She doesn't feel like you

The same two eyes gazing back to me with the world destroyed
I never wanted to be this
Come, come
Run away where no eyes will see
For the devil is here
Tonight
Inside of me
To scream
And to kill you