Braille Lyrics

It's 3: 18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen,
The minutes are hours,
the hours are days,
I feel infected by your presence,
you speak in tounges,
I smell the lies dancing on your blackened lungs,

I whispered in her ear:
"Fear me dear, for I am Death,
I'll take your hope, your dreams, your love,
Till there's nothing left."

I whispered in her ear:
"You better fear me dear, for I am Death,
And I'll take that shit you call a life,
In a single f*cking breath."

I'll take your hope,
I'll take your f*cking dreams,
I'll take your love,
I'll take everything you f*cking bitch,

I'll steal the diamonds from your eyes,
I'll turn your promises into lies,
I'll steal the diamonds from your eyes,
I'll turn your promises into lies,

It's 3: 18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen, The hours are days,
the days are dead,
I feel infected by your presence,
you speak in tounges,
I smell the lies dancing on your blackened lungs,

I hear the fear in your voice,
but you shouldn't feel a thing,
Your life's already worse than any pain that I could bring,
That I could bring,
That I could bring,

I could make it December every day,
But you're so blind,
it may as well be May,

And I whispered in her ear:
"You better fear me dear,
for this is Death."
And I whispered in her ear:
"Fear me, 'cause I am Death."

One more time,

I whispered in her ear:
"Fear me dear, for I am Death,
I'll take everything you ever loved."

I whispered in her ear:
"You better fear me, for I am Death.
For I am Death.
For I am Death."

Bitch,

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