A Bible in a Bath of Bleach - Elvis Depressedly

Tangled in your prettiness

Choking on a dream

Pale flowers on your dress

Bloom and die with me

Too fucked up to resist

Let go of my hand

There’s a world of bitter ugliness

I hope you never understand

Amanda

All the feeling in your mind

Keeps your true love down

Numbness sleeping in the light

No reason to hang around

A Bible in a bath of bleach

Violent purity

Let it hurt you in every way

'Til you kill the need to believe

Amanda