constrained by your addiction — suicide kisses and hollowed eyes — death mask flesh martyr twisted in lust the mind is an engine — feeding needs of poison — so delicately so eloquently — beneath the skin within your veins — you opened your eyes — but there’s no waking up form this nightmare — can’t unchain these broken memories — it’s not painted red — but its hell you’re living in — it stole your voice — and i’m shaking at the chance — the chance to get it back — this body serves a better purpose
