Lletres: Parkway Drive. Death Certificate For A Beauty Queen.
[I KILLED THE PROM QUEEN]
I've watched as dreams slowly waste away and die
You are a post mortem beauty queen
As razor blades cut me we suffer with every kiss
Thinking I'm dying, choking as I burn
As evil dies within me
Sewing me back together
Here again my heart is rusted through
Look at yourself lying on a picture of misconception
As we fall walking across the dead
This is a memory of rotting destiny
Our worst nightmare
Your throat will bleed your skin will burn
Your throat will bleed your skin will burn
I've watched your skin burn
Your warm hands touch my face
As I look into your eyes
Your dreams will slowly die
Can you hear my voice?
Your warm hands touch my face
I look into your eyes
Dreams will slowly die
Can you hear my voice?
Fuck you with all these lies
Break me with all your words
As I gasp for one last breath
The tears from the fallen angels
Will come to rise
Come to rise
Will come to rise
I've watched as dreams slowly waste away and slowly die
You are a post mortem beauty queen
As razor blades cut me with every kiss
Thinking I'm dying, choking as I burn
You have become our worst nightmare
I've watched as dreams slowly waste away and die
You are a post mortem beauty queen
As razor blades cut me we suffer with every kiss
Thinking I'm dying, choking as I burn
As evil dies within me
Sewing me back together
Here again my heart is rusted through
Look at yourself lying on a picture of misconception
As we fall walking across the dead
This is a memory of rotting destiny
Our worst nightmare
Your throat will bleed your skin will burn
Your throat will bleed your skin will burn
I've watched your skin burn
Your warm hands touch my face
As I look into your eyes
Your dreams will slowly die
Can you hear my voice?
Your warm hands touch my face
I look into your eyes
Dreams will slowly die
Can you hear my voice?
Fuck you with all these lies
Break me with all your words
As I gasp for one last breath
The tears from the fallen angels
Will come to rise
Come to rise
Will come to rise
I've watched as dreams slowly waste away and slowly die
You are a post mortem beauty queen
As razor blades cut me with every kiss
Thinking I'm dying, choking as I burn
You have become our worst nightmare
Parkway Drive
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