Watch the blood flow as i turn,
Making it a picture of pain.
Cover the canvas with your screams,
We got blades for brushes and your skin as the page.
Girl bleed for me and I'll die for you.
Watch the blood flow as i turn,
Making it a picture of pain.
Cover the canvas with your screams,
We got blades for brushes and your skin as the page.
Girl bleed for me and I'll die for you.
