Album: Embellish EP
It's a twisted, tragic,
Like magic,
Involuntary habit,
The way you lose yourself control,
The heartache hiding under fashion waiting for the world to happen,
It's hard to hide the heat inside, that hell you call a soul
And you've been told,
Your heart is made of solid gold
Twisted little teenage heart,
Watcha gonna tear apart this time?
Growing up will get you drunk,
On all of those shots in the dark,
Your twisted little teenage heart
You're the metronome that's swinging back and forth from hot to freezing,
Not afraid to fake your age, but still afraid of growing old.
Like a queen in isolation,
Rule the world from in your basement,
You think you're only worth what you can't earn,
What you can't hold
And you've been told,
Your heart is made of solid gold
Twisted little teenage heart,
Watcha gonna tear apart this time?
Growing up will get you drunk,
On all of those shots in the dark,
Your twisted little teenage heart
rating 0.0 with 0 votes
0 favs