The Lines Of Suicide Songtext

my heartstrings cease to strain i've aquired a taste for poisoned lips drank
deep of this disease in me adored with prying eyes beneath a mask made of
flesh and thorns collected from the ones she'd loved before her eyes were
opened wide she now could see forever traced deep the marks she'd made with
her razor the lines of suicide
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