cherry carnage
She'll never hint she thinks about you
She's got no blood, no love
She believes being soft slows her down
She stays awake till six in the morning
She wants to eat Aphrodite's heart out
Everything fascinates her
Everything through rose-tinted glasses
Nothing fazes her, muses are her exits
She's got no blood, no love
She believes being soft slows her down
She stays awake till six in the morning
She wants to eat Aphrodite's heart out
Everything fascinates her
Everything through rose-tinted glasses
Nothing fazes her, muses are her exits