If Thoughts Could Kill We`d Both Be Deader Than A Week-old Corpse Lyrics

If Thoughts Could Kill We`d Both Be Deader Than A Week-old Corpse lyrics



please abuse me with fists perfectly formed. bite off my tongue so i wont say a
word (the anger dulls your beauty - the alcohol washes it completely away.)... a
cantankerous cacophony of calamity. consume conscience but claim control. (and
its only now i realize that i've overexposed myself)... i no longer believe in
angels.