Hey, I'm Jess. if theres anything more you need to know, then figure it out on your own.
Cause i can't talk
I only scream
my mind is more deluted then it might seem
i'm lost in a world that's imetating my dreams

Cause it get harder to breath
the longer you stay under
like a child starting to teath
we continue to plunder

blood stained sheets,
in the shape of my soul
like the black lipstick,
the shade of burnt gold

it was somthing great,
that slowly began to rot
dieing as the blood in my neck
begins to clott,
so thank you
thanx a lot