Skeletal remains
On a grave
In the dust of snow
Where no flowers grow
And love knows no one
A town of abandonment
People forsaken
Give me a wedding ring
Wrapped in a coffin
My flesh is white snow
my bones are dead tree limbs
my blood is warm red wine.
My heart is in danger
From a stranger with a pretty face.
My heart is hanging from a noose.
Then you cut me loose.
I am a suicide bomb.
Counting down all night long.
My heart is astray.
Her eyes look manic and there's no hiding.
She'll detonate.
And rip my veins away.
Sep 4, 2013
Sep 4, 2013 at 12:43 AM UTC
Skeletal remains
On a grave
In the dust of snow
Where no flowers grow
And love knows no one
A town of abandonment
People forsaken
Give me a wedding ring
Wrapped in a coffin
My flesh is white snow
my bones are dead tree limbs
my blood is warm red wine.
My heart is in danger
From a stranger with a pretty face.
My heart is hanging from a noose.
Then you cut me loose.
I am a suicide bomb.
Counting down all night long.
My heart is astray.
Her eyes look manic and there's no hiding.
She'll detonate.
And rip my veins away.
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