Crisper

Rake me Over Bright red Fire Bury me Under Every dead Flower This wasn't my choice This wasn't my need This isn't my voice, really The sun is blinding me Buy me Another Empty Gender Another white Loser Drunk on my Power This wasn't my choice This wasn't my need This isn't my voice, really The sun is blinding me The sun is blinding me The sun is blinding me The sun is blinding me The sun is blinding me The sun is blinding me The sun is blinding me The sun is blinding me