Blood Lust

This blood lust grows
With every passing beat,
With burning arms
From scratches to deep

To you a girls group
With no other name
To me, a stress group
That keeps me sane

With split lips
And a bloodied tongue
No scares dare remain
My blood lust, not yet contained

Bite my tongue,
Choke on blood
Never say a word,
My type of fun

Take your secrets
To my grave,
As i drown
In the blood sins you made