Texty:
My Ruin Speak And Destroy

sky and your mouth was covered in foam. I've been crucified, justified and mortified by my behaviour, both feminine and masculine. I am contradiction and a juxtapostion. my relief is my

speak so I'm a monster when I speak... can I speak? I'll be your monster when we speak and I will speak to destroy... speak and destroy.... speak and destroy

hero stab me... like a stalker rape me... and be my hero bless me darling and I will forgive you eloquent and full of grace you speak in tongues behind my

somewhere in hell digging the hell out of you, digging the hell in you... my co conspirator, my executioner, my sacrificial lamb, my friend, my lover, my martyr are you my

and you are naked... and over the foul of the air and fire of course people said they're drunk and this my friend is my prayer for...

am trapped inside this hell between blood queen and purgatory a coop filled covered hall, a tatooed baby doll, I've got the devil in my corner and Jesus on my

for he is my God my anti Jesus he is my saviour my salvation he leeds me into temptation in my highest hour my lowest moment he is my torture he is my torment and

sweet and full of sin I prick myself on your thorns and I bleed within your leaves fade to brown and I watch you die in my torture garden under blacksunshine. My

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