haunt me… want me… bruise me… choose me… ghosts in the powder they moan in the stalls bass getting louder it’s shaking the walls i’ve got neon bruises light up my skin tonight these scars are ruthless but damn, they glow so bright kiss in the blackout bite in the crowd sins getting louder we’re moaning out loud i’ve got neon bruises kiss where it hurts, all right these scars are ruthless but still, they look so bright powder-room gospel, lip-gloss stained picture, i preach in the mirror with mascara as my scripture, holy in hotpants, my chaos a choir, bruises like halos that shimmer with fire. every mark on my skin is a saint with a name, i whisper them softly, i honor the claim, lovers like lightning that struck through the night, i ache in the morning but i glow in the light. ] champagne confessions spill fast on my tongue, each bruise is a poem, each kiss was sung, i’m slutcore eternal, delulu divine, my scars are graffiti, they shimmer, they shine. i may carry bruises but none are in vain, each one a memory tattooed in pain, i loved every moment, i’d do it again, ghosts in my bloodstream, my scars are my friends. i’ve got neon bruises light up my skin tonight these scars are ruthless but damn, they glow so bright haunted in colors glowing in pain neon confessions forever remain
