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Aileen Wuornos
(专辑: Delirium - 2020)
Everyone knows she's too broken to fix Always shedding her skin like a
boa constrictor All of her tears turned to opals again All of her fears show as ghosts in the
pictures Mind obsidian eyes veridian Cuts in half like a
prime meridian Blood in baths sign a
primal lineage Revolver pressed precious ice on skin again WHOA, all your bones smell like old photos Why's your face froze on cold shoulders? Solo, born to die like it was protocol Florida skies hide a
roses growth Forcing a
smile just to cloak the
choking Every time you spoke its like you wrote a
poem Cigarette pigs cinnamon lips left a
pin prick All alone with those skulls in poses Its art to some, arduous arsonist, painful moments Heart adjusted changed it's tones Stars combust and take their toll You would do anything to regain control Now wouldn't you? Death came quick from a
wooded view Holes in their heads left your own intact Seven doves flew slow from the
open gashes Spiderwebs drawn on broken glass You chose to kill wove the
silk in noose shapes Or a
tear shape born to fear them Awful feelings make the
portrait dimmer Your swords still pierce me when the
horror lingers They tied you down and made the the
needle slide in Crucified you like you're Jesus Christ Poison plunged until your secrets died Then they bloomed inside me like a
dream of mine Aileen Aileen, Aileen Hiding from the
high beams tell me how'd you find me? Still Poison from the
IV filled, never loved how's that feel? Real Aileen Aileen, Aileen Hiding from the
high beams tell me how'd you find me? Still Poison from the
IV filled, never loved how's that feel? Real Aileen Aileen, Aileen Hiding from the
high beams tell me how'd you find me? Still Poison from the
IV filled, never loved how's that feel? Real
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