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New original song. Written and performed by Lucy Lords. Lyrics: Love was a parasite / I was its host / He said c'mon honey fight / But I'd rather be a ghost / I couldn't give no more / Gave him all my blood and tears / I became rotten to the core / He took my dreams, turned them to fear And I said / Hell is where the heart is / Love is dead / And it won't be missed / And I said / Hell is where the heart is / Love is dead / And it won't be missed Board up all entries / And throw out the trash / Old pictures and memories / Burn 'em all to ash / Turn down all the lights / No time for prayers / Turn up the heat real nice / And poison all the air And I said / Hell is where the heart is / Love is dead / And it won't be missed / And I said / Hell is where the heart is / Love is dead / And it won't be missed And I know it's dead / My love is dead / My heart's turned to stone / I don't care if I'm alone / I don't care / No I don't care Ashes to ashes / And dust to dust / Murdered compassion / Knife to the throat of lust / No tomb for this heart / No goodbye kiss / A grave unmarked / Hell's where the heart is
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His little whispers.
Love Me. Love Me.
That's all I ask for.
Love Me. Love Me.
He battered his tiny fists to feel something.
Wondered what it's like to touch and feel something.
Monster.
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here.
Looking through the window...
That night he caged her.
Bruised and broke her.
He struggled closer.
Then he stole her.
Violet wrists and then her ankles.
Silent Pain.
Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams.
Monster.
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here.
Looking through the windows.
I will.
Hear their voices.
I'm a glass child.
I am Hannah's regrets.
Monster.
How should I feel?
Turn the sheets down.
Murder ears with pillow lace.
There's bath tubs.
Full of glow flies.
Bathe in kerosene.
Their words tattoed in his veins.
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For you, the living, this mash was meant too. When you get to my door, tell them Lucy sent you!
New song written and performed by Lucy Lords.