I k**ed The Prom Queen - Are You Playing Dead? lyrics

Erasing every memory I have of you I hide the pictures away from me Are you happy with what you have done Throw away the future that you have created I cannot erase you A vision of Of perfection Pull out my eyes Cut through my heart As these hearts are the difference between me and you Out of the darkness you became the lowest immortal The ash felt is my bed, these broken foundations in my head Free yourself, Free your mind. Free yourself As you are captured, sold for spare parts A vision of Of perfection Pull out my eyes Cut through my heart Burn out my eyes