a freak who'll invite you to a tea party

after a while you'll start developing feelings for this freak

kidding I hate when this happens

History repeats itself
He'd paint her black and blue and, ah
She never stood a chance
The Devil comes to dance

Violet, why you always so quiet?
On her bedroom door and he's irate

Lift my legs up and drag me outside

Lift my legs gently don't whip them

Violet, why you lying to me, Violet?
She stays silent, things turn violent

Blood stains

And I can't walk

Oh ahaha nevermind he probably stabbed my legs!