Death
Her hair in waves of black water
Her eyes like ice so cold and fragile
Her fingers so long and thin
pressed against her loving lips.
holding onto something living
Still wont make her real
Pre Chorus
Shes killing me
And I'm killing you
I suppose she wants to be
the only thing thats true.
Chorus
Shes your demon
and your her lover
Shes still in hiding
but you'll see her in the end
I suppose shes confiding
in me because I'm like you
She doesn't want you to know
eventually she'll show.
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