Bottom Feeder - The Killing Moon

Skin has parted now

Even as she choked, calm she collected

The dramatic effect on me Only the purest of killers could love

This soft strain of the requiem

And I’m keeping prefect time

(Chorus)

A song is tasteful on her tongue

Now that it’s trapped beneath my feet

And that’s all I have to say

I’ll miss your jagged lips bent around a cigarette

As I whisper our duet

For all of the pain and suffering,

It’s the least she can do, to relieve this hurt

But I’ll leave it all behind at the scene of the crime

Where she found her wedding ring

Tied to a, Tied to a,

Promise six feet underground

(Chorus)

A song is tasteful on her tongue

Now that it’s trapped beneath my feet

And that’s all I have to say

I’ll miss your jagged lips bent around a cigarette

As I whisper our duet

Every imperfection is a solemn stare

To suffocate the fall and blanket the burial

It’s a saccharine smile that I refuse to wear

It’s all I hear anymore

So just let it go Like your gravestone

Is weathered by the snowfall

(Chorus)

A song is tasteful on her tongue

Now that it’s trapped beneath my feet

And that’s all I have to say

I’ll miss your jagged lips bent around a cigarette

As I whisper our duet

Yeah!