Lividity

Find no love in flesh, but only weapons
The ones that do the most damage
There is no peace in life but only in death
In death

If I believe good wombs have borne bad sons
Then I have no qualms using my gun
I only love the things that I can hurt
Can hurt
Taking baths in all of the bloodshed
From the shards I put into your head
I’ll shoot and break my nose from the blow

What doesn’t kill me makes me wish I was dead
What doesn’t kill me makes me wish I was dead
(Put you into the carpet)
What doesn’t kill me makes me wish I was dead
(Like a love, it stains)
What doesn’t kill me makes me wish I was dead
(I use these weapons to do the most damage that I can)
What doesn’t kill me makes me wish I was dead