Your Face is a Rape Scene letra

That whisper, your lovely curling razor, mistakenly wound around my tongue to squeeze some fucking truth from that wicked obsession, your obsession, where I can pass by.
They do that when you're dead alive.

I could count stars, and you counted screams
so if you would please just hand me my ticket
I will go and join the ground.

It was where I was in the first place.

Page Ninety Nine - Letras

• Ballad of Circling Vultures
• Comedy of Christ
• Hotel Nevada, 1982
• In Love with an Apparition
• Life in a Box
• My application to Heaven
• Punk Rock in the Wrong Hands
• Ruiner of Life
• Skin Pack
• Sounds of gravesites (upturned)
• The Hollowed out Chest of a Dead Horse
• We Left as Skeletons
• Your Face is a Rape Scene