Informer
Virgin Suicide
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder
when you grow
you only grow colder now look what youve done
face down on the asphalt
the terror in your eyes
of flowers of evil
and the
virgin suicides
so young and so pale
you blind my eyes
what an ugly thing to do
to give your youth to the
concrete
but at night all cats are grey
and this night will last forever beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder when you grow
you only grow colder
you chose darkness over light
and stepped into the night forevermore
you shine like a thousand suns
for a moment
then youre gone
like a spark that dies
youre lost forever
From Letras Mania