All you'll ever be
Is something I've built you into
Dying for our sins
On your kitchen counter cross
Leaking liquor
Those stigmata wounds
Your shattered pulse melting into my hand
Your deafening presence
Best paired with silence
Begging, my eyes
Bring your pleas to the floor
With my knees
Marlboro lipstick
Just like arsenic
Lust laced with cyanide
Kiss me and you're crucified
Just like Christ
With your sinful, selfish sacrifice
All you'll ever be
Is something I've built you into
Feb 20, 2012
Feb 20, 2012 at 7:03 PM UTC
All you'll ever be
Is something I've built you into
Dying for our sins
On your kitchen counter cross
Leaking liquor
Those stigmata wounds
Your shattered pulse melting into my hand
Your deafening presence
Best paired with silence
Begging, my eyes
Bring your pleas to the floor
With my knees
Marlboro lipstick
Just like arsenic
Lust laced with cyanide
Kiss me and you're crucified
Just like Christ
With your sinful, selfish sacrifice
All you'll ever be
Is something I've built you into
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