Dancing on a Pin
You call the shots
I’ll make it work
Let’s give flesh wounds to each other and see who gives up first
Yeah
Masculine Masquerade
You are everything I hate
Dig my heels into your face
For everything you’ve ever said
You’re choking on your silver tongue
Your death will be the sweetest words you’ve spun
That’s fucking right
Emotional disposal
I don’t think you get the message
You interact, but nothing’s real
Have you learned your lesson
You’re choking on your silver tongue
Your death will be the sweetest words you’ve spun
I’m dancing like angels on a pin
I’m free of your sin
Your story bends and folds
To fit the mold, but you’ll never fix this
My broken body writes the scripture of your fiction
My hollow heart
Your shallow skull will write my ending
My secrets keep you in my head
But you’ll have to break in to get to them
Always wish for the best, always let it slide
Always easy to bruise, but never hard to hide
I think it’s best you stay as far as you can
I think it’s best you forget who you think I am
Angels
Dancing on a pin
Like angels
Dancing on a…