Bring all the sinners to me
I will tear out my limbs
for your feast
I promise the bleeding is fine
Let my body fill
bottles of wine
Rotting I'm wasting my youth
Laying down
like the child I knew
Saccharine
always saccharine
There's a war in my head
that you can't comprehend
Saccharine
always saccharine
There's a war
Die
A war
And it's all opulence
oh wisteria
Like an angel
to The Sun
Bring it on
my hysteria
Load it in the
barrel of a gun
Saccharine
always saccharine
There's a war in my head
that you can't comprehend
Saccharine
always saccharine
There's a war
Saccharinе
holy saccharine
There's a war in my head
Don't think you wanna pretend
Saccharine
holy saccharine
There's a war
Die