She’s a Back Stabber
When Death Blows You A Little Kiss - Dark Phoenix Apocalypse
I’ll hand you a knife and offer you my back
Stick it in twice, more times if you’ve got the knack
I’m used to being ignored so I’ll take pain if it means attention
Because with you I’ve long adored
I’m living in undying suspension
I live for your mention, maybe a like on one of my posts
Everyday I’m floating through social media like a digital ghost
A ghostest with the mostest, I’m a sad song stuck on repeat
It’s enough to raise the dead when she shakes it to the beat
Dance with me forever til your dancing on my grave
With a little shake of her ass now I’m a slave
I crave the curves of your shadow so don’t block out my light
I’d love to chase you forever but you forgot to take out the knife
About the Creator
Dark Phoenix Apocalypse
What was, has been razed to the ground and in its ashes the rise of a much darker version of myself.
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