Black light, old heart is breaking slowly feet pacing the floor,. My hands are ready. You say you do, you got me with a fever wanting more,. To light from heavy,.
My dress is torn, you have a black eye. You got from a giving kind. But your coat is big and I am warm. I'll ask if I can walk you home. . Grey like the gravel under our shoes.
Ripple in the water. Tell me nothing daughter. Here come the queen of the night. Helps herself to what she likes. . Power of the poison. Standing by her lonesome.
Fading moon is blocking the sun. Little shadows out on the run. . Tell him there is nothing to find. But stone. . Don't run. Cut it open. Sever it soft and slowly.