Name My Sweetheart, The Whore lyrics

She's the devil with amazing breasts.
He's a dreamer, when he dreams of flawless escape.

[He's not alone, that seems to be enough]

I am a machine.
A shell of what I dream.
I am you.

Crush us with high heels and coach bags, please...
Fuck my brains out, innocence is out of style...
(Note: this changes the way I dream)

You coward... Waiting, memorizing me.

Here: here's the helping hand holding a grudge

Looks like I'm the joke this time.


Incoming (worthless) message
[Please stand by]

I'm trying to help you
[Please stand by]

Please stand by, everything's a test.
Please stand by, you're a fucking test.

Trauma is god.
God's hand pushing me away.

I'm trying to help you...

You cried out softly, that you "had to feel one soft song to end it all". So, I found the peace in melody...