Untitled 1 (8 Song Demo) I Wrote Haikus About Cannibalism In Your Yearbook

Tonight is just enough
For body heat and sad songs
I sing for you what I wrote
Because (you are the only one)
Who would ever understand
So, my love, just take my hand
And we will scale the steepest hill
And scream down at callous and mundane lives

Save me from my room
Save me from my thoughts

These are my hands, and through them, my soul
Translates into melodies
I used to touch your face and your hair
All I can feel is metal and wood
These are my hands, and through them, my soul
Translates into melodies
I used to touch your face and your hair
All I can feel is metal and wood

Go ahead and just kill me, I am (ALREADY DEAD)
Go ahead and just kill me, I am (ALREADY DEAD)
Go ahead and just kill me, I am (ALREADY DEAD)
Go ahead and just kill me, I am (ALREADY DEAD)
Go ahead and just kill me, I am (ALREADY DEAD)
Go ahead and just kill me, I am (ALREADY DEAD)
Go ahead and just kill me, I am (ALREADY DEAD)
Go ahead and just kill me, I am (ALREADY DEAD)