Lines Of Suicide - The Agony Scene

My heartstrings cease to strain

I’ve acquired a taste for poisoned lips

Drank deep of this disease, end me

Adored with prying eyes beneath

A mask made of flesh and thorns

Collected from the ones she’d loved before

Collected from the ones she’d loved before

Collected from the ones she’d loved before

Collected from the ones she’d loved before

My heartstrings cease to strain

I’ve acquired a taste for poisoned lips

Drank deep of this disease, end me

Adored with prying eyes beneath

A mask made of flesh and thorns

Her eyes were opened wide

She now could see forever

Traced deep, the marks she’d made

With her razor

Her eyes were opened wide

She now could see forever

Traced deep, the marks she’d made

With her razor

The lines of suicide

The lines of suicide

The lines of suicide

The lines of suicide