breath from s/t by computer fan hum
Tracklist
| 5. | breath | 2:59 |
Lyrics
blood was dripping down her hands,
she didnt even notice
that she stabbed herself, went on with her own business
the soft crimson color couldn't be mistaken, for an arts project she was conducting on her own skin
the knife slides in and she doesn't even feel it, almost as if she's a ghost - frightening, nonexistent
a pretty little bird once told me of a story, the local forest's wolf that turned into a wolfess.
she lived happily ever after and wasn't heard from again.
but in truth. she wasn't shunned for her looks, in fact she was really pretty.
down by the river in her blood where she breathed her last breath.
the soft crimson color couldn't be mistaken, for an arts project she was conducting on her own skin
the knife slides in and she doesn't even feel it, almost as if she's a ghost - frightening, nonexistent
would it be a sin for her if she decided to end it quick? the fauna laughs at her.
would it be a sin for her if she decided not to bleed out? her eyes began to blur
the soft crimson color couldn't be mistaken, for an arts project she was conducting on her own skin
the gashes shallow but her mind is clear, close your eyes, you were never really here
