Your Face Is A Rape Scene (исполнитель: Pg. 99)
That whisper, your lovely curling razor, mistakenly wound around my tongue to squeeze some [bad word] [bad word] from that wicked obsession, your obsession, where I can pass by. They do that when you're dead alive. I could count stars, and you counted screams, so if you would please just hand me my ticket, I will go and join the ground. It was where I was in the first place