Loose Lips
death has a choking hold
words that i cant unfold
my loose lips turn to blisters
for i have not taken breaths
i guess its what i get for laughing at your deaths
I'm a coward i know and I've worked with it
i scream out sins that have been kept secrets
i count your missing teeth
and all the empty sets
if someone told my secrets their head would be mine
but my loose lips will get it in due time
the broken lines are all around my body
with words tattooed, "cut here"
my loud mouth will soon be sewed shut.
till then every one will know that your a f-ing slut
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