Hiding behind the shadows
I'll be waiting in the dark
to drive this blade
straight through your heart
I'll drag your
body to the car
as blood races down my arm
I think everyone
will wonder where you are
do you
I'll hide you in my walls
your body will
never be found
I'll wear your skin
as a suit
pretend to be you
Your friends will like you
more than they used to
Dear diary
my teen angst bullshit
has a body count
I believe it's six
going on seven now
I've been
dreaming about you
in a pool
of your own blood
with your eyes gouged out
by the work of my thumbs
The scent of your insides
from under the floorboards
the perfect perfume
for settling a score
I'll hide you in my walls
your body will
never be found
I'll wear your skin
as a suit
pretend to be you
Your friends will like you
more than they used to
Pretend to be you
Your friends will like you
more than they used to
Ride the wings of
Ride the wings of
Ride the wings of
Ride the wings of
pestilence
Ride the wings of
pestilence
Ride the wings of
pestilence
Ride the wings of
pestilence
Ride the wings of
pestilence
Ride the wings of
pestilence
Ride the wings of
pestilence
Ride the wings of
pestilence