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von KNIFE BRIDE

There, is a taste on your tongue
Of blood, on the ceiling a mirror
I ripped out, all the things you have done, (have done)
From your throat with a razor
Hold you down and take this blade to your mouth
Operate on your beautiful self
Baby I don′t understand why you cry
I just gave you a permanent smile

You said I needed some guts so I opened you up

How? Tell me how will I grieve for myself?
How else am I going to deal with myself?
Oh god you're such a cynical thing
Making me so I′m clinically unwell
I'll take the flight right out of your wings
And drag you to hell
Unless you... smile
Unless you... smile


You look so fragile on the table
Never knew that your eyes were so blue
When you struggle like you're able
To escape I find it really cute

So precious are you in a harness
So take this as a warning
That I′m just getting started
So try to hide I dare you

How, tell me how will I grieve for myself?
How else am I going to deal with myself?
Oh god you′re such a cynical thing
Making me so I'm clinically unwell
I′ll take the flight right out of your wings
And drag you to hell
Unless you... smile

You can't expect me to let you go
You′ve seen too much
I'm turning off the lights now
Don′t dream too much