Look at the lace collar with the face guard, though.
Black tight dress, black lips on the bed
With a black Saks Fifth bag, magpie witch
Seeds with a Jesus chain, singing Jesus Mary Chain
Paint my words, paint my brain, butterflies, miss the vein
Let it drip down, summer rain, clean my face up
Let your tears drown, feel no pain, eat your brain up
You think you seen hell, but you don't know what hell's like
Seven signs, seven members, in the woods like Zelda
