Bring Me The Horizon

Dead hands clutch my arm
the smell of death fills the air-
her fragrance,
her carcass reanimates.
if you need me ill be tying a rope to the tree
were our love used to be.
ive took every photo of us and buried them at sea.
don't worry dearest, beauty is only skin deep.
sike!
your beauty is no more.
so why don't you just fuck yourself you fucking whore.
"well i should of know, not to look into her eyes