Violet - Black Market Karma

Lovers sweetly

Falling neatly

I come turning

Past love burning

Screaming silent

Falling violent

Truth held

Lies told

New blood

So old

Sound comes slowly

Cannot know me

Torn out

Made up

Faked out

Used up

You come crying

Eyes out

Smiling

All this sits now

Climb out somehow

Lovers sweetly

Falling neatly

I come turning

Past love burning

Screaming silent

Falling violent

Truth held

Lies told

New blood

So old