Goth Heart
A little girl since young
Got a goth heart next to her lung
She’s in black attire and black eyeliner
Smeared teardrops and a wrist covered in muddy slops
Got a tattoo on her skin that’s been chopped and chopped
A little girl since young
Got a goth heart beating underneath her chest
Never knew why she looked the way she looked when she undressed
She's been alone since sixteen, been floating somewhere in the south-west
A little girl since young
Got a goth heart next to her lung
Goth heart and goth love
God gave her stitched skin, a goth heart, and words from above
She’s died over and over again,
there's an angel flying above her head,
circling above her, just like a mourning dove.
-e.g.
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