The Queens!

OH to the Queens!
Suddenly its getting hard to breath, your words raping me
With brutal force they shove me back into a time
Where the world was right and you were mine;
Those perfect days with cruel empathy
Irony reflected apathy, apathy replayed misery,
And the whole goddamn play screamed [TRAGEDY]!

The queens! The queens! On there broken bloody knees!
Pressing dainty up turned noses into blemished sleeves!
With needles twisted to the very roots of there pampered hair
And corsets stealing all their air; screaming stare, fuckers, STARE.

Unworthy, unsocial, discriminating slash express vocals
Cut the tubes stuck in your lungs, down your throat
Watch your vital signs begin to choke
You float in the vomit spewing from your eyes
The putrid waste of your forget-me-not lies;

I can feel your breath sticky and sweet
Sliding down my stomach, my knees going weak
Tear by tear burns my cheek; my heart forgets to beat
As I’m struggling so hard to make my gasps discreet-
And my pain feels so hallow incomplete
As you claw a travesty from my neck to my feet,
The blood makes a pretty stain, tasting oh so sweet
You’ve gone and murdered me again, what a fuckin’ lovely treat.

The queens! The queens! On there broken bloody knees!
Pressing dainty up turned noses into blemished sleeves!
With hair twisted to the very roots of there pampered hair
And corsets stealing all their air; screaming stare, fuckers, STARE.

Breakbreakbreak the glasses and lets play slice and dice with those wrists
Carve your fucking name into my Angelina envy puckered lips;
To my fingers, to my toes, to the saint and the hoes
To the liars in the quire and the fucking lords and sires
With there crowns and there gems with there whores and there whims
We shall cut, we shall bleed, we shall fucking make them see
And they SCREAM[scream]SCREAM so loud, make me proud
Mother, father, forgive my sins, but shiiiit here I go again!

The queens! The queens! On there broken bloody knees!
Pressing dainty up turned noses into blemished sleeves!
With hair twisted to the very roots of there pampered hair
And corsets stealing all their air; screaming stare, fuckers, STARE.