DUST

I am painkillers I am cold
I cannot be what you want
I am dust, a scar of broken mouths
I cannot help you spell it out

Behind the scratches on your heart
Are tiny holes you pull apart
I carve your name it stains my back
I'm acting frail and bleeding black

Stay with me I will graze your broken wrists
You make things darker you make me sick
I get stuck inside your throat
Sending flowers and violence with love

Pray you're mine you cloud and crowd me
Loveletters still burn around me
Papercuts and broken nails
Bleeding through my fingers my heart is pale

Please leave the stigmata behind
The lock on a room with the tears you cried
I will soak you up in pills
And fill up any cuts with bluebells

Stay with me I will graze your broken wrists
You make things darker you make me sick
I get stuck inside your throat
Sending flowers and violence with love

You are vitriolic you make me melt
You are knives and bluebells
Pretty tongue lost in filth I am numb
Hooked shut...and dumb

...

Nervosa come on up and take me
Crown me cold and suck on what you've made me
See my scars and kiss the queen
My mouth is shut and dumb...wrists leak

(bluebell i am dust)