One Funeral Too Many(Explicit)

All star crossed and stary eyed innocence pulled away by maturity's tide,

Lonliness as the void into which all this warped obsession is cast, shyness

As the dam denying the river it's ultimate purpose, deafened by all the

Silent laughter under the whispered promises which rusted down to jagged

Lies anyway. Stab me again my sweet little murderer.