Get off the bed
Face on the floor
Bloodthirst, you seep through hours
A bloodthirst, but it's ours
Adolescence, self-portrait, sacred sin
While my body breaks and bends: a sacred sin
Until our bodies bend and mend, a sacred sin
You didn't pick up the phone
The message I left on your ringtone it goes as so
"Thaw me from the inside out, this cold grows deeper than the greatest doubt, no doubt!"
Adolescence, self-portrait, sacred sin
While my body breaks and bends: a sacred sin
Until our bodies bend and mend, a sacred sin
Adolescence, self-portrait, sacred sin
