His little whispers, "Love me, love me."
That's all I asked for, "Love me, love me."
He battered his tiny fits to feel something.
Wondered what it's like to touch and feel something.
Creatures lie here looking through the windows.
That night he caged her. Bruised and broke her.
He struggled closer. Then he stole her.
Violette wrists and then her ankles. Silent Pain.
Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams.
Creatures lie here looking through the windows.
I will hear their voices.
I'm a glass child. I am Hannah's Regrets.
(Breakdown)
Turn the sheets down. Murder ears with pillow lace.
There's bath tubs. Full of glow flies. Bathe in Kerosene.
Their words tattooed in his veins.