My life is a contridiction
gray clouds with blue skies
witnessing nothing with my own eyes
winning life's games
but in end there's never a prize
i'd rather live a life of fiction
where there's always a prince
a story book ending ever since
but if it's all the same to you
fairytales make me wince
my fairytale has onyx jewels
dark skies and non deadly ghouls
polluted rivers filled with garbage and limbs
Black Veil Brides playing unholy hymns
blood red wine filled to the top of my glass
no one here has the least bit of class
vampires are the leading race and species
and no one can tell me i don't rule the place
my black gowns are all tattered and toen
my castle is tall and invisible to morn
the grass isn't green, but the people's well fed
and like after parties, even the toilet's your bed
my story book ending isn't the most child friendly
there's always a twist, it may just be deadly
who says that emos can't have their fun?
if your one of those people, pick a coffin cuz your done!