Lipstick Cruelty

Verse

There’s a secret hidden beneath her perfume

There’s a story within her gothic lace

Bouncing curls and flirtatious giggles

Who will be the first to be strangled by ribbons?

Chorus

Her naive eyes gashing back at me

They will bleed you dry till there’s nothing left

The poisonous pulse cutting through the virgin lines

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