In Dying Arms
Blemish
I've never felt so exhilarated
I can't picture this frame being broken
A fragile display of what we are
Fragile, be gentle
Don't break what we have

My hands slide down your perfect structure
My senses are tightening by the second
I could never see this bind breaking
I see you on your knees like how is your fucking kind
You disgust me like a slut. You disgust me like a cunt

The scars spread all around yourself
If you're so pure, then whats that blemish
Your blemish