Vendetta Red - Three Chord Valentine Lyrics
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| Vendetta Red
- Three Chord Valentine Lyrics
Album: Non-Album Songs Lyrics She said she liked the way I kissed So cutting edge I slit my wrists I need to vomit disappear And kill those monsters in my mirror Out classed by losers second place Before I fell flat on my face So sick of dreaming, wake me up And do your worst to shut me up I'm resistant to your insistance I can hear you off in the distance Telling me the end is coming soon Too addicted to breathe without it Too embarrassed to talk about it I'll kiss you off and try to leave Without you following me This punctured pallet pains me red Disturbed and angered dead instead Just lift your lips and leave me lost A pale cold corpse collecting moss These echoes count your hours down With pulse precision safe and sound So apropos and no one cares An empty room with empty chairs I'm resistant to your insistance I can hear you off in the distance Telling me the end is coming soon Too addicted to breathe without it Too embarrassed to talk about it I'll kiss you off and try to leave Without you following me So you can take your dress code And your elitist looks on life Boil them up in a fucking syringe And shoot it right in your fucking neck
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