The Bloody Corset

Tighten up the corset, "I know it hurts, but force it…" Let the pain spill from your wrists - because your eyes you'll mask with bliss. Praise comes from apathy, reject your wretched feeling; now there's just hypocrisy, and the lack of lasting healing. Pick up the ringing phone and drop it -watch it smash; shotgun to the heart: it's a chance you'd never pass. When they ask you why you failed, will you tell the truth? Or will you just let them shout and continue the abuse? No one cares unless your pretty dead or rich; so, now the only option is to become a bitch. colder than the arctic are your swollen and bruised lips - maybe through a kiss you wake up to new chapter. Can’t you understand she tried so hard but needs a sip? Light a match onto the gas and watch the flames follow after…