Half Life

Styling your shroud
 Infecting the crowd
 Steady letting the fruit of her thrill
 Fool you so well
 Fictitious styles of living
 We've expected to work
 But this is all your giving
 Half of what your worth
 Pigeon hold in battles
 Overtones of snow in her clutch
 Falling through lines
 One more breath destroys the best of you
 The death of you
 Styling your shroud
 Infecting the crowd
 Steady letting the fruit of her thrill
 Fool you so well
 A precious gift embedded deep within your skin
 But parasitic pleasures are closer than kin
 Please expose your shadows
 Such concerns are products of love
 Falling in lies
 One more fraud destroys our trust in you
 Our love for you
 Styling your shroud
 Infecting the crowd
 Steady letting the fruit of her thrill
 Fool you so well
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 As you kiss the abstract
 And pray it's everything you'd hoped for
 The smell of her, the thrill of her
 The fruit of her, the use of her
 Is killing everything that you've worked for
 The smell of her, the thrill of her
 The fruit of her, the use of her
 Is killing everything that you've worked for
 Styling your shroud
 Infecting the crowd
 Steady letting the fruit of her thrill
 Fool you so well
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 Smell of her
 Thrill of her
 Fruit of her
 Use of her
 The smell of her
 Thrill of her
 Fruit of her
 Lucifer