Dear, Frankenstein lyrics

Geneva, my home, the birth place of horrors
cradled our fears so graciously in its stitched hands
you welcomed me with pale skin and deep eyes
with a disposition so soft, i believed you to be kind
but guilt under your moulers, you were pulling at teeth
something is wearing you like skin
but still i shoo’ed the questions off me
there is greatness within your irises
but you brain had an aneurism, now you soul as an astigmatism
you are so blind to the possibility of who you would of been
i hold bitterniess as if it can produce light as if it were a candle to light your face in front of me
please picture me behaving pretty
i loved you when you were bigger,
but now you're thinner, i lost half of you to hate.
i lost half of you to hunger. i lost more of you i could of loved.
teach the dog to bite
then you'll blame it,
then you'll hit it to keep the score but he is just an animal and all you are is just a carnivore not used to standing on all-fours


with a drive so animalistic
some would say you were the prophet
not the heretic
back up, show teeth
and bleed guilt at great speed
with the brain, we are so silently maimed

(a fluttering matchstick,
bring out your dead, bring out your sick,
bury me someplace quiet)

why cant i make what i express
why can i bleed but never stain?
i am exhausted over being a pig with lipstick
spmeone that wants to be more
oh, the name of love, oh it makes me flinch
crawls under my skin
makes a home out of bone
haunts me, now i am no longer alone

theres something so bitter bout being cold in the heat of summer
I gave life to an idea which i now resent more than desire
Dear, frankenstein, how do i get rid of this permanent wire?
i feel a kick within my chest
my body’s falling asleep at the wheel
oh i wish to live but the fear is killing me before death will
not another day with tasting resentment in my cheeks
cannot let it consume me
i cannot allow it to become plaque between my teeth
i know who you and i are but who are we?

two twin flames of a cynical breed
two bodies of insatiable greed
we sit by the lake by the sound of brushing leaves
with a monster watching behind trees
humane desire,
a passion wifh such a great fire
how come you let it get so dire?
what happened to your desire?
I Left My Heart In The Backseat of My Childhood Car,
D’you think theres a recept for that?
Lost where it crashed, a brain so sore my senses arent what they once were before
the greater the soul, the bigger the fall
let mothernature take out us all

I am no saint,
but to God, I have tried so hard to be
when my bruised legs stumble upon your righteous stairs please do not defy my request for entry
i am drowning in awareness that i have denied your light plenty
I can be good, I can fill myself with warmth in the photo you'll take of me
Please don't cut off my limbs to punish my body for its constant greed
I an never satisfied — I'm the personification of constant need, I am aware there is a greater hell which surpasses the likes of
this city
it awaits for the rotten kinds like me
i skinned a wolf and i wore it as a pale sheep
do you think ill be safe if they fear me?

I am present at the trial of my humaneness
my temptation was far greater than an apple, it was love; to be loved and to be valued by it.
it killed me with its kisses, made a joke of what was left of me, the kisses, they disintegrated upon the layers of my — once thick — skin,
left indents to forever identify me as a parader of disloyalty I envisioned myself to be a girl with locks so lusted after, and a brain to be admired by,
but, all | seem to be is the snake within the garden of eden, a liar, a creature; born to deceive, shamefully nothing more.