what a beautiful face
to leave, all alone
What a beautiful place
to leave
a home.

now here the air's getting cold
I can't feel my hands
now here the winter has come
My skin
is ripped open

now break my heart
I'll give you...
I'll give you the tools to start

you shot me down
your mouth's like a machine gun
so bleed the red 
and bleed the love
don't break my heart
it beats for you
and in the dark
I'll bleed for you.

silence
broken.
self destructive tendencies

dark cold grey in winter's soul
I can't help but wonder if you know... (you know)
perfect contrast sum up my life
the dead trees so black against the sky
it's cold. so cold. so cold.
I've been chewed up and spit out
nothing can save us now

Mouths Like Machine Guns (Still Work in Progress)

Love Industry