Calabrese - Death Of Me lyrics

rate me

My sewn up lips by your black fingertips

cold entwined and evermore

openings and closing

something u cant ever find

vivid pumpkins grin in nines

its only imagination, baby

we are but one burning fun

falling endlessly in hell

it was our choice for all eternity

closing your eyes while driving along

crashing in to murder walls,

rebel angels and the victims of our youth