Brite - #Dropsydies

Blood on the wall, a beautiful sight

Female screams

Voice in my head wants me to fight

Your time exceeds

Hatred no more, and love as well

Fist to your face

Angel’s a whore striving for hell

Falling from grace

I’m your perfect god

I make you fall apart, I eat up your heart

And you, you’re my perfect slut

Your end’s about to start, I eat up your heart

You try to escape, but you can’t

Your heart bleeds out

Your savior’s a fake, fucking you up

Over and out

I’m your perfect god

I make you fall apart, I eat up your heart

And you, you’re my perfect slut

Your end’s about to start, I eat up your heart