Red is the rose
and the polish on my toes

Red is the kiss on my cheek
and my dress– truly chic

Red is also blood
and bodies in the mud

Red is red
Love and dead.

I don't feel special,
I'm not unique.
I want to cry
but I can't even speak.
My hands reach out,
but they cannot hold
a single thing
but the bitter cold.
Everything's frozen,
I feel lost.
Even my tears
have turned to frost.
When I cut my waist
it bleeds black.
I'm so deeply gone
there's no way back.
This is goodbye

Like mixing red with yellow
Staining her hands and feet.
Like mixing joy with sorrow
Covered knee deep.
Unsettling emotions
She feels alien to her skin.

oh that sweet sweet sweet tooth
i love to satisfy that mouth
so i indulge myself in chocolates
now darling, taste the sweetness in my kiss