• Is that crying I hear?
    Wallowing in her fears.
    If its carnage you wanted,
    Well sweetheart you got it.
    Its a place you can't see,
    In the darkest part of me.
    Bruise coverage fades less and less
    I try to cover it in make-up
    But there’s no hiding this mess.
    She has no chance in this world,
    she's just a scared little girl.
    She has no place here,
    She'll get swallowed by fear.
    No prince charming to save her
    from her own inner monsters.
    So sweetheart what is it you wanted?
    I believe you said carnage.
    Children in chains and bottled rage
    Some things just never change.
    When your in my soul.