Crimson Ped Purple Faith Murder

I’d like to write more,
More,
More,
About things you think are hardcore.
Did I ever mention that live is just a burlesque show?
In which you pay with your life.
Crimson red purple faith murder.
And if I’m going down, then fine.
I’ll touch the crimson,
Red,
Purple,
Faith,
Your murder.
Your murder.
Because I think you’re big, and I think you’re small.
Because you are the color of a
Crimson red purple faith murder.
But more,
More,
More,
MORE!
Devil undercover, just another selfish lover.
Save my soul, but oh wait it ran away.

“Charlotte! Bring me my tea!”
And don’t forget to bring my mask of perfection because we have visits today!
Leaking sky, alive yellow stars, ice cold sun that can’t hit my skin.
Perfection is just an illusion like your eyes.
And every time I look into the sky, I see a
Crimson red purple faith murder.

No more lies! No more perfection!
You can’t save me,
But you can’t condemn me!
Oh fairy godmother little child in the moon!
Live a dream with a nightmare in the wind.
So go, go see the stars with a
Crimson red purple faith murderer.
Like you.
Sinking above me.