The still waters where her body lay
Have now run to the sea
But I did not kill anybody
I didn't kill anyone that mattered...

Eons spent threatened by these woods
We misunderstood
The sickness sewen in her heart
Tearing their lives apart
So through me, she controls
And swallows beauty whole
Yet I lack the words
Stole honeys chance to pay dirt

The search for a cause
Maybe some life to live for
Or some arms to escape
Look at the mess you made
There's no love in this mouth
There's no love in this mouth for you
Lines of graves cold and vast
Tell the rest of our crawl
Through the darkness of future past

Aggrivation, fear and doubt
Colour the cancer
And keep the memories out
They turn in shades
Well paid or well laid?
All I know
She runs
And we run
The hunt is not the thrill
Anger mistaken as misery
Literally
Family kills
No use in reflection
Decades at peace
He kept me rapt with tension
As we took the black with ease (oh what have I done?)
She always said more
Daddys queen turned town whore
I ask
Whose choice? I ask
Whose choice?
And which one of you kept score?

In her search for a cause (no!)
Maybe some life to live for (not quite!)
You need arms to escape (yeah!)
Now look at the mess we've made
No fucking in this mouth
No fucking love in this mouth... for her

But they all looked just like her
They all look just like her
Just like my Laura
But Laura's dead now
The taste
The taste would kill a lesser man
Kill a lesser thought
Kill the lesser
So she runs
And so do I (someone help me)
I give chase
Fist meets a face, love misplaced
Fist meets face, love misplaced
The thrill, the kill
It's the fucking kill
And I don't even know this fucking bitch (why me)
Not enough to not make her grave a ditch (why me)
Pristine flesh is licked clean
trhough me, through him, through me, through him, through me
There is no difference anymore (why me)
There is no difference anymore (why me?!)
There is no sound as I smear her fucking face across the wall