Z111a1 - Do Not Trust A Leach

I might be a dream
My life's a fucking nightmare
Looking for sycamore street
And how it's not there
My head hot like a furnace
And there's fire in my eyes
The satellites keep turning
Just like your fucking knife
Do not trust a leach
he lies when he speaks
I'm not a trophy wife
My love is a ghost and I am a skeleton
Get too close then
All love is good and it's got to be a poison
I want to lay on top of you
It's got to be poison
When we hold hands
They're always bleeding
No where else
Left in this world
Heart healing
When we hold hands
They're always
When we hold hands
They're always bleeding
There is no sky
My head hot like a furnace
And there's fire in my eyes
The satellites keep turning
Just like your fucking knife
Do not trust a leach
He lies when he speaks
I'm not a trophy wife

Written by:
Samantha Ellis

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