Bayonetwork Vultures In Vivid

We walked on glass all day long, with eyes rolled back It came with smiles, it came with gestures, and it came with motives. Investing flowers in one hand and a blade in the other This is between me and this blade, and my heart. This is between Eyes rolled back roll Eyes rolled back look rolled back Distributing rusty knives in these countless attractive letters With a directional diagram of a guilty, a guilty heart. "Insert knife here" This is between me and this blade, and my heart. I'm lying here. This is between me and this blade, and my eyes. Lack of thought on this has attested catastrophic Come one, come all, introduce knife to heart. Introduced knife to your hearts With our eyes rolled back.