1. |
Grotesque Display
01:56
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Instrumental
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2. |
Rose Thorn Necklace
04:14
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Follow it down the silvery drain
Watch it swirl and dance about
Let it pool down at your feet
So red, so pure to me
Ignore the banging at the door
(The muffled screams will disappear)
Blood red lips
Ghost white skin
Death in mind
Black Lace Dress
They sound so far from you now
Soon they will forever rest
Toss the blade to the tiled floor
Grip your hands tight into fists
Allow the pain to wash over you
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3. |
Well, I Tried Drowning
04:22
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Cut my throat, while I’m drowning in my sleep
I’m wide awake, I smile red as you’re watching me
Let me gargle, choke on my own blood
Forever gone, eyes glazed as my lungs flood
Joyful laughter, for my final breaths
I was too cowardly, to take that final step
To tear myself apart, in any way but slowly
To drink, and fuck, and cry, and still feel lonely
Cut my throat
I’m wide awake
A bat set loose in the night
Spilling neck, convulsing chest
Tears of joy wet my cheeks
You saved me
Cut my throat, while I’m drowning in my sleep
I’m wide awake, I smile red as you’re watching me
Let me gargle, choke on my own blood
Forever gone, eyes glazed as my lungs flood
Joyful laughter, for my final breaths
I was too cowardly, to take that final step
To tear myself apart, in any way but slowly
To drink, and fuck, and cry, and still feel lonely
Thank you for the courtesy
Dream made reality
As you vomit at the thought
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4. |
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Instrumental
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5. |
Dandelion Tea
04:50
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Vampire Pica
Consumption of blood
Alive but barely living
Just one more icy glass of vodka
One more gulp of bitterness
Darkness for eyes rolling back
Burnt rubber chandelier
Manic falsetto purge
Towels to wipe sins clean
Flowers for the beloved
Rings for the idealistic cunts
Ripping entrails from hopeless romance
Feasting on rotting dreams
Darkness for eyes rolling back
Burnt rubber chandelier
Manic falsetto purge
Towels to wipe sins clean
Edging countless vile times
Another sip of sticky iron
I’m like a vulture
Ripping entrails from hopeless romance
Feasting on rotting dreams
Wine to cure nervous twitches
Towels to wipe sins clean
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6. |
Vodka Butterfly
04:34
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Another drink of poison to burn alive the butterflies
I want to watch them
A dozen empty bottles cast rainbow prisms on my bedroom wall
I want to watch their colors
Move with the setting sun
My heart stopped beating years ago
While the world continued to sway
One ice-like decision pierced my fresh chest
The weapon now melted away
Cut my own wrists to escape the boredom
Drinking burns alive the bats in my chest
A dozen empty bottles cast rainbow prisms on my bedroom wall
Another drink of poison to burn alive the butterflies
I want to watch them
A dozen empty bottles cast rainbow prisms on my bedroom wall
My heart stopped beating years ago
While the world continued to sway
One ice-like decision pierced my fresh chest
The weapon now melted away
(My heart stopped beating years ago
While the world continued to sway
One ice-like decision pierced my fresh chest
The weapon now melted away)
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7. |
Stamen and Pistil
05:06
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I’ll slice your wrist if you kiss my neck
Lick clean your blood our fingers entwined
Talk about shadows and predicting our deaths
Drink red wine barefoot on the floor
Knee bones cross-legged and shivering
I’ll taste your pale skin if you show me your scars
Smile with sad eyes our intentions aligned
Laugh about fucking and picking our scabs
Inhaling black hair sprawled out on the bed
Lust painted lips and suicide whispers
I’ll take off your dress if you wipe my tears
Take hold of your throat our heartbeats sync
Sigh about pleasure and craving cum
Bodies melting together wax candles and sweat
Suffocating silk pillows and muffled climax
Ovary lullabies, we sing until sleep
Cry to ourselves, white bubbles, satin sheets
Black lace and leather straps, candlelight mass
Temples of misery we worship our flesh
Slender nails ripping skin and razor blade kiss
Blood ushers in death resting in piss
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8. |
Needles
02:13
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Instrumental
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9. |
Throat Cancer
04:41
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A crown of red, three shades of pink
Elegant black dress, Vomit-stained sink
Glazed rolling eyes, raw dripping orifice
Belly swelled sick, semen-gorged chest
Fertility waltz, romance infectious
Weeping sores, rose thorn necklace
Glazed rolling eyes, raw dripping orifice
Belly swelled sick, semen-gorged chest
rolling eyes
dripping orifice
swelled sick
gorged chest
Erotic self-mutilation, ravish fuck-toy collapse
Lipstick-smeared passion, barren wanting gash
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Ghost Bath
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Website: lnk.bio/ghostbath
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