Morning star

She said I can't trust you. You are to cleaver for me. so why do I stay? it sounds foreign to be close to you my dear. My morning star right there. Can you help? Can you heal? instead, you are poison for me. Now you have my soul, but you can't own me. so please move, step back, don't move. don't f$%ken touch me. I'm mangled up inside. I'm so gothic by design. Black eyeliner on my eyes. and now I must oblige. Can you see the dead? Then what's dead inside of me? Help and heal Instead, your poison for me. So, move, step back. Don't move don't f#$ken touch me I'm mangled up inside. I'm so gothic by design. With black eyeliner on my eyes now I must oblige.