candy apples and razor blades

I’m too good at being alone to let my talents go to waste
Didn’t even have a home, I didn’t even have a face
All the shadows that i’ve fought, learning not to take the bait
Loading up on food for thought, candy apples and razor blades
I plan my funeral
You plan your wedding
I don’t know what you said
But it’s pretty
Get naked get high, whatever you have to do to feel like yourself
No one should ever be alone besides me
I know that you feel alone beside me
I think you’re dead inside
So am I
Let’s be dead together
Until we die