Porcelain DollPorcelain doll with tangled hair, People pass or stop and stare, Her cotton clothes are ripped and torn, Her parents regret the day she was born, Her plastic heart has melted down, Her stunning smile, a perfect frown, Her shining future, a blackened road, Her flowing words, a fucked up code.Porcelain Doll
Once glowing eyes, now dark and dead, And voices scream inside her head, A falling rain of acid tears, Mirrors reflecting all her fears, A fire raging through her veins, Drugs to reduce all her pains, Her porcelain skin, now scarred and bruised, Her staggering
Sweet NosferatuOh take me home, sweet nosferatu, to the place where the sun doth not rise. You stole my heart, take me somewhere new, not so close to the damned man’s cries.Sweet Nosferatu
The sun is setting, in beds they cower, cannot sleep, fretting, fear they of your power
Evil you are not, would not harm a soul, yet ‘gainst them you fought, despise your eyes coal.
Oh take me home, sweet nosferatu, to the place where the sun doth not rise. You stole my heart, take me somewhere new, not so close to the damned man’s cries.
Drink blood not to kill, &
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