The Winter Months - Fear Fashion (Demo) Lyrics

In the morning, first thing
I thee wed, with this ring
I watched, it's on my screen
This is all, it's telling me

Stabbed her, blood, murder
Killed, victim, glassing
Missing, murder, arrested
Ugly fixated fix

Backstab, bitching
Bloodlust, gruesome
Blood, terror and torture
Fashion for your f*ckin' fear, today

I'm not into this, I don't know why
I am hearing this, I don't know why

Blacked and beaten
Bruised laceration
Mind games, killing
I type to my righteous self

Death and dead death
Dying after death dead
Mutilation, oohh
Dressing fear as fashion, f*cks my day

I'm not into this, I don't know why
I am seeing this, I don't know why