Finch Follow

And will we be this way forever

and Tell me lover what will become of the others

bones, skin, nails, and flesh

a bed of passion and midevil consequence

they worry you with all their talk about your not their kind

Now i'm stealing her body and taking it home

There is always one more fault

now i trust in you must trust me darling

subsuquentially you desrve more than me

they bury you while wearing garments of funeral atire

Now i'm stealing her body and taking it home

There is always one more fault

Now i'm stealing her body and taking it home

There is always one more fault

This will hurt you

It's Killing Me

This will hurt you

It's Killing Me

This will hurt you

It's Killing Me

This will hurt you

and i will show, and i will

(bloodlust, bloodlust) for this girl

(bloodlust, bloodlust) for this boy

(bloodlust, bloodlust) for this girl

(bloodlust, bloodlust) for this boy, this boy

they come and talk about, round again round again

(screaming There not your kind)