Bring Me The Horizon ( I Used To Make Out With) Medusa

Medusa Dead hands clutch my arm The smell of death fills the air Her fragrance, Her carcass reanimates. Oh, if you need me I ll be tying a rope to the tree Where our love used to be. I ve took down every photo of us and buried them at sea. I ve took down every photo of us and buried them at sea. Don t worry dearest Beauty is only skin deep. Psyche Your beauty is no more. So why don t you just fuck yourself you fucking whore. Your beauty is no more. So why don t you