sin

o look into the eyes of death is so intoxicating , fallen down with light of water ... now cups empty can you fill me with red and drain me with poison...so I can feel the noise of my scream ....its the beautiful lies that keeps me living a life of edge and its a relaxation of enjoyment woohoo, 

so baby bury me with rose's and ill feel fine with smelling pretty ... to cover my track my sin's..