I Killed The Prom Queen Are You Playing Dead? Lyrics

Are You Playing Dead? Lyrics


Erasing every memory I have of you

I hide the pictures away from me

Are you happy with what you have done

Throw away the future that you have created



I cannot erase you



A vision of

Of perfection

Pull out my eyes

Cut through my heart



As these hearts are the

difference between me and you



Out of the darkness you

became the lowest immortal

The ash felt is my bed,

these broken foundations in my head



Free yourself, Free your mind. Free yourself

As you are captured, sold for spare parts



A vision of

Of perfection

Pull out my eyes

Cut through my heart



Burn out my eyes