The best artwork is when your hand are stained with blood; Veins and arteries entangle Which one leads to death? Or should I rip at them all? Tip toe
Stay tonight, don't leave me to sleep alone. And wake me up, make me beautiful. As you once thought I was, make me beautiful. Sitting on the bed side
and I?m the only one who steals your eyes?. Fighting for love on the catwalk and I?m her latest outfit. She said, ?Please kill me with your words? I
Break me gently, kill me softly shot gun. I?m cool like water that breaks against the shore. You did this for him, you left him wanting more. The waves
Paint me a gun my love. Pull the trigger on me, baby. Blow me away. Why didn?t you take your photographs with you? Look at everyone else you?re killing
She's fading away She's turning away This perfect night I wish it could never end We lie under a plain sheet, And romance it glares at us Until our
Set your cameras (It doesn't...) To black and white (Feel like...) 'Cause I'd give (Paradise...) My everything (Anymore...) To have You back tonight
fighting Don't let her words bring you down Just to make love under clearer skies I can feel you when you crawl, I can feel you when you kill, I can
Will you load my revolver, baby? Here I lay, fading away, Before your blue eyes Kiss me until I wake
. Please surrender. My knives are blunt. She woke to the bluest of the blue and left red like your torn up diary. There are vacancies on death row. She walks from her
bloody mess Call homicide, take the case to court Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor They hung her
I?ve never felt so sober I?ve never felt the way I feel tonight Your words made everything drag on, and on I finally found her, and when I did I just
in the words of real... We're gonna be smoking the city when I come kicking come to witness ... young women all here for young... Listen if I really dig her, let her
comparison to stories we tell Man, he see me on the hovercraft and he got a sail Bubble-ass Brenda, stacked up in the window Of whatever 'Lac truck pick her
feeling myself A chauffeur no sir, I'm wheeling myself Looking for a chick chilling for self So I can show her the suicides and talk her into killing
the money They don't care They use me for the money Say you go to church Read the Holy Word In the scheme of life It's all absurd They don't care They'd kill
him kill a man, Always under his skin, She'd taken cash from him, (Still he took her back) And they go out tonight, He don't even know her, She's taken
t hear a word, you see that SLR You like, "hey, pharrel, I ain't trying to kill your mood But I can do the star trak sign, see, killer dude." [Chorus
