Don�t cry
I�ll stretch out arms
For your sharp pins
You�ve caught it all little angel
You�ve got it all
Flip me over
Gasp my scars
Break me for you
I crash for you
The fucking liars
The fucking lie
The fucking lullaby tree
Cut in half
Cut it down
Die, die, die
But don�t cry
Hosanna, hey
On my back, on these stars
Coughing
Your lungs are tight
I�ll stay at my grave for you
I�ll run away for you
Tears fall
And white flowers
Blurry
Always and forever
Just
Die, die, die
Don�t cry to me
Nails on my thighs
Tearing apart
Just before a long good loss
Cut me forward
I want to breathe
In rotting blood
So die, die, die
Only me
For me
Hold on little angel
You�ve got it all
Scratch my hands.
