Paper Dolls, and Plastic Skin
Borrowed Love, Lust full of sin
The flame has been lit
Putting you on slow drip
You stumble upon your needs
Running circles in your head
You've wandered onto
A Wicked Porch
With Hollow Veins
You can barely breathe
You gave birth
To your own Holocost
Burning all your Bridge's
You are your own selfish enemy
Call me Right
Call me Wrong
Tie me Up
or Let me Go!