I'm writing this last page and I'll see you in hell self-inflicted tears with eyes for you: you're begging to be used so take your poison lips and deadly
be the plans for revenge But these words lead to dead ends So close your eyes and kiss me like it's our last time These lips need medication, these
be the plans for revenge But these words lead to dead ends So close your eyes and kiss me like it's our last time These lips need medication, these days