Black Roses - My Ruin lyrics

My Ruin Lyrics

Blasphemous Girl (back to top)

God.

Drunk with sin
She sits in her skin
Filled with anger
Fuelled by liquer
Drowns in dreams
With no saviour
From the truth
None can save her
He is her own personal Jesus
And he will not be her last
God wants a piece of her ass
God wants a peice of my ass.

I am - a blashphemous girl. (x4)

Magnum mouthed I shoot to kill
You murder me with lies and guilt
Strangle me
With tragic hands
God wants a piece of her ass
God wants a peice of my ass.

I am - a blashphemous girl. (x2)
I am

Stab me, like a stalker
Rape me, like a hero
Stab me, like a stalker
Rape me, and be my hero.

Bless me darling and I will forgive you
Eliquent and full of grace
You speak in tongues behind my back
A dry lung vocal martyr.

I will suffer for my lover
I will suffer for his sins
I will suffer for my lover
I am suffering for him.

Torture me with timelessness
Worship my fist with every kiss
Reserrection of my pain
Drag me down our memory lane
Introduce me to devotion
Leave me numb with no emotion
Stars surround you when I feel you
You look better when I cannot see you.

Honesty looks good on you.
But liar should be your tattoo.

Diavolina (back to top)

Yeah!
This is a mantra, for myself
This is a mantra, for someone else
This is a mantra, so be warned
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

Sweetly, he smiles at me so bright it burns me
Tongue twisted sick with words
She'll get what she deserves
She got what she deserved
See me, I look at you so deep she feels me
Girl tricks made you believe she steals me
I will be her disease
Diavolina screams

This is a mantra, for myself
This is a mantra, for someone else
This is a mantra, so be warned
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

Keep me, so safe inside your sins
Our secret, I watch you live your life in regret
You'll get what you deserve
Sleepy, you close your eyes but you can't dream me
You dirty girl so mean can't clean me
I will be your disease
Diavolina screams

This is a mantra, for myself
This is a mantra, for someone else
This is a mantra, so be warned
Hell hath no fury like a woman

And I swear sacred as this heart of mine strong
As the ties which bind us heavy as this cross which I forever bear
Eternity will be the Hell we share and what you want
I don't care 'cause it doesn't concern me
This is about what I need
So believe as the needle goes in
I'm creeping under your skin soak you in sickness and scent you in sin
So say you love her and I'll believe you
But if you can't then you only decieve you
I said I love you and I don't lie
Remember that next time you kiss me goodbye

NB: I can't hear what she says at the end, nor can I find it on any lyrics site - any help?

Preacher (back to top)

It was a long time ago
Longer now than it seems
A place that perhaps you have seen in your dreams...

Welcome to my world
Is it what you thought it would be?
I'm trapped inside this hell
Between blood queen and purgatory
A coop filled covered hall
A tattooed babydoll
I've got the devil in my corner
And Jesus on my wall.

Today is an oatmeal day
I feel like a monster babe
Preacher save me with your call
And I will be your Little Miss Scareall
One eye's green and one eye's blue
Demons, angels, a love that's true
Catch me as I start to fall
Let me be your Little Miss Scareall.

Halloween is over
But I will keep you scared
Take you to the fright side
I know you'll come prepared
By your deadly nightshade
Turn your Christmas black
And you can be my Johnny Homicidal Maniac

Forgive me preacher
For I havesinned
It's been 3 weeks since my first confession
I am the one hiding under your bed
My teeth are sharp, my lips are red
I am the one hiding under your stairs
With snakes and spiders in her hair

I feel like a monster babe
Little Miss Scareall
I feel like a monster babe...

Stinkface (back to top)

What was I thinking when I shut my mouth?
Open it wide let the shit come out!

What was I thinking when I shut my mouth?
Open it wide let the shit come out
Be my muse as I scream for you
Kill my mood like you always do!
You're only as strong as your weakest link
And your face looks like something stinks
Life wrecking bitch better turn my cheek
Or shit might hit the fan this week!

Stinkface! Stinkface!
Don't think you can't be replaced
Stinkface! Stinkface!
Told you twice
Better be nice be nice.

Who am I kidding 'causeI can't pretend
You don't really wanna be my friend!
Push me to that place I fear
And we'll see who's left standing here!
Treat me like you treat yourself
Just don't expect my respect or help
Bad ass bitch you'd better suck it up
Or someone just might get fucked up!

Stinkface! Stinkface!
Don't think you can't be replaced
Stinkface! Stinkface!
Told you twice and you better be better be
Nice!
Nice!

What was I thinking when I shut my mouth?
Open it wide let the shit come out!

Stinkface! Stinkface!
Don't think you can't be replaced
Stinkface! Stinkface!
Told you twice
And you'd better be better be
Stinkface! Stinkface!
Don't think you can't be replaced
Stinkface! Stinkface!
And you'd better be better be nice!

Sycophant (back to top)

One two Freddy's comin' for you
Three four better lock your door
Five six grab your crucifix...

Something wicked this way comes
Premeditated evil numbs
Cartoon kids crayola smiles
Children of the Korn fed styles
But I don't buy your lies
I see through your disguise
Don't feel your screams or cries
Why?

I'm sick of looking so sick I can't
I'm sick of the sycophant
Sick of listening so sick I can't
I'm sick of the sycophant
Sick of looking so sick I can't
Sick of listening so sick I can't sick

I see you breathless and deranged
A little girl who's acting strange
Tryna scare us with your scream
But it's all routine
And all you've done is take
Steal and immitate
You are what you created
Your fake!

I'm sick of looking so sick I can't
I'm sick of the sycophant
Sick of listening so sick I can't
I'm sick of the sycophant
Sick of looking so sick I can't
Sick of listening so sick I can't sick

I barely recognise you in your new disguise
Cosmetic covered eyes
Just tell me why? Why? Why? Why?

You put the make up on, take the make up off
Searching to be found
But you're so fuckin' lost ... so fuckin' lost

Now the road to hell is paved with stones
And some of those are fakes and clones
Counterfeits which suck and bleed us
Wearin' fuckin' Adidas
But something just ain't right, no substance only hype
With faith you got the life that made you rich
And a punk ass bitch!

I'm sick of looking so sick I can't
I'm sick of the sycophant
Sick of listening so sick I can't
I'm sick of the sycophant
Sick of looking so sick I can't
I'm sick of the sycophant
Sick of listening so sick I can't
Sick sick sick of you and anyone like you, sometimes I think I've lost my mind... or else this whole world's blind!

Terror (back to top)

Terror
This is what you call me

I strike terror among men
I can't be bothered with what they think
I bare my cross, my soul, myself
I forgive, but I never forget
I've been put upon this earth in female form
But I can handle myself with the best of you
As well as the worst
And I often have
I have the right to remain silent but I choose to speak, sing, scream
I have lips, hips, tits
I am a power of a woman
Strong like music
True like friendship
But without my friends there would be no music
Only spoken word

(Fucker! Fucker!)

I am able to change
So I live without regret, without remorse, only a remix
I am drunk, I am sober
Heaven doesn't want me and Hell's afraid I'll take over
Don't bother trying to censor me, or shut me up
Because it won't work
I am cold and distant
Yet warm and close to those who deserve to see that side of me
Part of me
The heart of me
You find me so hard to understand in your world,
The world you percieve to be so normal
I am deformed, scorned, reborn
I am me
And I know exactly who I am, what I am and the wrath I bring
The ugly beauty, the lying truth, the virgin whore
The quiet storm
A lover, a fighter
A saint, a sinner
A sister, a daughter
Old school, a beginer
I have decorated myself with love, hate, truth, you
All of you
Both of you
None of you
More than one of you

(Fucker! Fucker!)

With lips like sugar, eyes like meat
I've watched men come, go and cheat
I sleep to dream
And dream of sleep
I had a dream Joe
That you were standing in the middle of an open road
I had a dream Joe
That your hands were raised up to the sky and your mouth was covered in foam
I've been crucified, justified and mortified by my behaviour
Both feminine and masculine
I am a contradiction and a juxtapostion
My relief, is my release
And only time will tell
All is well that ends well
I am unsweetened, unclean
Being called drama queen, ex-girlfriend, ex-member
The tantrum, the temper
I point my finger
Take the blame
And this time I will own the name
Because nobody is going to ruin me
If I have to, I will ruin myself
And it will be my ruin (my ruin, my ruin)

(Fucker! Fucker! Fucker! Fucker! Fucker!)