It's what a mess looks like
Pull the curtains up high
You stare at the face of a life
Hour outrate at sunrise
End up nothing
I am just an empty vessel waiting to die
Sell your life
You got such a pretty smile
You got such an awful smile
Choke yourself on pillow sheets and tabloids
Wrap your head around a carcass
You walk in on me
Leave a trace, You see me without your head
You walk in on me
I leave a trace, you see me without a head
It's until you choose
Left better without you
Would you not worry
You could do it better without yourself
When I leave such a beautiful scene
You wouldn't mean it
You wouldn't mean it
I got roses In my hand
I got a rose in my hand
This is for the life that will end
I got a rose for you
I smell Death
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It's what a mess looks like
Pull the curtains up high
You stare at the face of a life
Hour outrate at sunrise
End up nothing
I am just an empty vessel waiting to die
Sell your life
You got such a pretty smile
You got such an awful smile
Choke yourself on pillow sheets and tabloids
Wrap your head around a carcass
You walk in on me
Leave a trace, You see me without your head
You walk in on me
I leave a trace, you see me without a head
It's until you choose
Left better without you
Would you not worry
You could do it better without yourself
When I leave such a beautiful scene
You wouldn't mean it
You wouldn't mean it
I got roses In my hand
I got a rose in my hand
This is for the life that will end
I got a rose for you
I smell Death
Pull the curtains up high
You stare at the face of a life
Hour outrate at sunrise
End up nothing
I am just an empty vessel waiting to die
Sell your life
You got such a pretty smile
You got such an awful smile
Choke yourself on pillow sheets and tabloids
Wrap your head around a carcass
You walk in on me
Leave a trace, You see me without your head
You walk in on me
I leave a trace, you see me without a head
It's until you choose
Left better without you
Would you not worry
You could do it better without yourself
When I leave such a beautiful scene
You wouldn't mean it
You wouldn't mean it
I got roses In my hand
I got a rose in my hand
This is for the life that will end
I got a rose for you
I smell Death
Writer: Cubitive Cubitive
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid