1. PORCELAIN

When you cry it makes a sound
Like knives on porcelain
It makes me want to seal you up in glass
It makes me want to peel off your skin
And I think that on your face, this razorblade
Would make your tears run red
Yeah, I'd carve you a new expression
A souvenir of my affection
Dollies don't speak, keep your mouth shut
I'll wrap you up in plastic
Bet you'd make a pretty little package
Dollies don't speak, keep your mouth shut
Don't you know you're better off now
Safer when you're tied up
Bleached you white as parchment
Yes! this time it will be perfect
It won't be much longer now
Just keep your head down- underwater
And you'll be with me forever because
My love is just enough- to drown you in
I'll substitute your sin for porcelain


2. MALEVOLENT SYMPHONY

Sisters joined at the hip
Throats choking on a kiss
Legs splayed- penetrated by a bar through the ribs
Spinning till they hit the ground- undaunted
Dancing while the blood runs out
You watch them dance, pretty marionettes
Mouths open wide so their tounges can attach
Gracefully curved, while hinged at the knee
Malvolent in their symphony
I know you think it's sweet
How they fall to their knees
When the needles go through
How they die just for you
Spinning till they hit the ground, undaunted
Laughing as the blood runs out
You watch them


3. PAPERCUT KISSES

Sally's made of paper and string,
She's a perfect, patchwork plaything.
I stick my knife into her sometimes, just to hear her scream.
And it might look like she's hurting
But I know it just means she loves me.
Cause sometimes, through her tears,
I can see her smile.
Snip, snip, snip, shiny black scissors,
Glinting so bright on her milk white neck.
Slitting my lips with papercut kisses,
Wrenching my heart as I cut through her flesh.
And every time that I look into her eyes,
I can't resist, kiss her face, grab a fistfull of paradise.
And I'll break and break till all that's pretty fades away.
She's a colorless reflection of me.
When I look at her all that I can see,
Is something so much better,
Is something so much better than me.
She's a paper white confection, two dimensional perfection.
She's as pure as I could never be.
She's a thing of aching beauty.
She's a perfect audience of one, smiles even as she comes undone.
Pretty, pretty paper dolly, wanna cut into her body....


4. BLOODY BALLERINA

Bloody ballerina, scrubbing at the stains that won't fade,
Tattered silk of your dress is...an odd shade of gray.
Bodice ripped and torn down, shredded strips of your dress decay,
Spinning round and round, velvet lands on the ground with the delicate steps you take.

Ballerina, those two perfect slits on your wrists are bleeding.
Ballerina, wound you up with an old rusty key, in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Slit lips make you smile so pretty.
in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Satin cinch your waist in tightly.

Ballerina, those two perfect slits on your wrists are bleeding.
Ballerina, wound you up with an old rusty key, in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Slit lips make you smile so pretty.
in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Satin cinch your waist in tightly.

And I've watched your brilliance fade, cheeks dulled and cracked with age.
Old gears still an-i-mate, make you dance with a stilted grace.
Piece by piece has been replaced, porcelain now twigs and string.
Watch the light shine through the lace, worn thin with years of dancing.

Ballerina, those two perfect slits on your wrists are bleeding.
Ballerina, wound you up with an old rusty key, in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Slit lips make you smile so pretty.
in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Satin cinch your waist in tightly.

Ballerina, those two perfect slits on your wrists are bleeding.
Ballerina, wound you up with an old rusty key, in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Slit lips make you smile so pretty.
in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Satin cinch your waist in tightly.

Bloody ballerina, scrubbing at the stains that won't fade,
Tattered silk of your dress is...an odd shade of gray.
Bodice ripped and torn down, shredded strips of your dress decay,
Spinning round and round, velvet lands on the ground with the delicate steps you take.

Ballerina, those two perfect slits on your wrists are bleeding.
Ballerina, wound you up with an old rusty key, in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Slit lips make you smile so pretty.
in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Satin cinch your waist in tightly.

Ballerina, those two perfect slits on your wrists are bleeding.
Ballerina, wound you up with an old rusty key, in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Slit lips make you smile so pretty.
in your back.
Do a pretty pirouette for me,
Satin cinch your waist in tightly.


5. CANNIBAL'S LOVE SONG

I'll sing you a monster's lullaby,
I wanna tear you apart,
Just to feel you on the inside.
I can fill the void inside of you,
just tell me that,
Tell me that you want to...
If you want to be my
Dreadful, darling doll,
You've gotta learn
The cannibal's love song.
Got to make the flesh give awat inch by inch.
Come with me and
Drink in the violence.
Every bite you take
Will make them part of you.
Their smiles will never fade.
And when their bodies break,
Their spirits stay forever in your veins.


6. LITTLE MATCH GIRL

Light a match, but the cold never stops hurting,
She'll never stop yearning for something better.
She'll never be sorry, they sure didn't ever
Give a damn for poor little matchgirl.
Mr. Scatch is waiting, he pays her well.
She sells them her secrets and won't ever tell.
Better than the cold, better than the cold.
Better vengence than pity and being alone.
How's a girl s'posed to live?
There's no business in matches.
How's a girl s'posed to eat when bread isn't free?
Though they look their noses down, they're not better.
Though they look their noses down, they're not better.
They want her to be, their object of pity.
They want her to die, so they can feel "sorry".
They think that their "empathy" makes them better.
They only start caring once it doesn't matter.


7. BROKEN STITCHES REOPENED

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8. CANDY COATED RAZORBLADES

Won't you wrap me up in cellopane
I want to be new and shiny for you
And if these holes you made
Should be too small for me to breathe
Then give us a kiss goodnight
I'm ready to die for you
Let's die tonight
Cause all along our love was like a
Candy coated razorblade
And I've been choking on the pain
Of loving you for so long, I can't live without it
Every kiss is bloodstained
You stand me up, your favorite toy
And put me on display
You knock me down and let me fall
You always like to watch me break
You go snip snip snip on my heartstrings
Watch the blood drip, tear it out, be done with it
Now I'm just another doll with an empty chest
Nothing but a scar left, that will never heal
Because of you. So give us a kiss goodnight
I'm ready to die for you, let's die tonight