Sirens

A Constant Reminder

02 2009 Toyota Yaris

Karma Never Sleeps

The Frame III: Sirocco

I Write To You, My Darling Decay

Agony, My Familiar

LYRICS
Oh my sweet Valentine this gift is made for you
A red ribbon to wrap around your neck
Walks off the edge with her last breath
She hangs and says
Oh my sweet Valentine this gift is made for you
A red ribbon to wrap around your neck
Walks off the edge with her last breath
She hangs and says
She hangs and says until death do us part

Thanks to you my heart's still beating
Cut the ribbon, she's still breathing air through her lungs
Thanks to you my heart's still beating
Cut the ribbon she's still breathing
Thanks to you my heart's still beating
Cut the ribbon she's still breathing air through her lungs
Breathing air through her lungs

You bloom passion in deadly ways
Terrifying endings had their say
I know you kiss to kill
Could death ever be so sweet?
As lipstick stains my cheek
A kiss good bye was like a kiss first time
A dream at night was like a day gone by

Romance was your love before
Now romance is your death to come
Romance was your love before
Now romance is your death to come

Bleeding through her heart on Valentine's Day
Now the beautiful passion is never the same
The gift was her heart you've torn apart
In a tragedy of love loss she'll be
Bleeding through her heart on Valentine's Day
Now the beautiful passion is never the same
The gift was her heart you've torn apart
In a tragedy of love loss she'll be dead

In a tragedy of love loss
Tragedy of love loss
Tragedy of love loss she'll be
In a tragedy of love loss
Tragedy of love loss
Tragedy of love loss she'll be dead

Bleeding through her heart on Valentine's Day
Now the beautiful passion is never the same
The gift was her heart you've torn apart
In a tragedy of love loss she'll be
Bleeding through her heart on Valentine's Day
Now the beautiful passion is never the same
The gift was her heart you've torn apart
In a tragedy of love loss she'll be dead

She'll be dead, she'll be dead
She'll be dead, she'll be dead
She'll be dead, she'll be
In a tragedy of love loss she'll be dead

The Frame III: Sirocco

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