For the Family

In The Doubtful Guest by flagg6 Comments

You know who you are. And even if you don’t… I can smell you a mile away.

They slit our throats
Like we were flowers
And our milk has been devoured

When you want it
It goes away too fast
When you hate it
It always seems to last
But just remember when you think you’re free
The crack inside you fucking heart is me

I wish I could sleep
But I can’t lay on my back
Because ther’s a knife
For everyday that I’ve known you

When you want it
it goes away yoo fast
When you hate it
It always seems to last
But just remember when you think you’re free
The crack inside your fucking heart is me

Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
I would
Lie with me, die with me, give to me
I would
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair
I hope at least we die holding hands for always

Marylin Manson – Speed of Pain