Peel the skin off reveal what's underneath a raw reflection of your dream With beauty comes pain kill your friends just to gain an up-graded version beautifully corrected teens
who's bloodstain am I? your river ebbs and flows reaching its hand out to clasp Achilles while he tried to smoke out the bees in his brain. You've bitten your fingers to the bone
1000 little whispers tremble helplessly against the cold stone drive the needle farther under my nail laughing at the pain I forget to acknowledge I'm in a forest, burnt to the ground