I think, I say, I loved you before -
yes. Picture it: these different
bodies, tangled under different
sheets, you & these quiet moments
I think it started even before
that - right from the moment
you took breath & sobbed.
Don't you see, baby, you were born
Picture us in the light:
glory haloed, something other
than blood or water, violent
mouths & all teeth, gnawing
right to the bone.
Let me. I'm going to make this as
terrible as I know how.
I mould & ruin you with
these hands, I call you baby,
darling, mine, mine, mine;
I make you a god and nothing
Show me again, my god - there is no
prayer for the way you shudder. Hold on,
wait for me,
I'm going to make you see stars, baby doll,
you're not going to wanna miss
Yeah idk either man this kind of creeps me out & i'm the one who wrote it.