All Is Mine -

Some scars are not meant to be mended

Like warnings inside of my mind

Inscribed, so I’ll always remember,

'Bout things that I will never have

A heart that still beats,

A soul that believes,

The skin that remember the touch of your lips

The lungs full of air,

Some words to confess,

A tongue that could dance on the curves of your flesh

Night will show

Where we’ll glow

Except this one thing that I want,

Except this one thing that I need,

Except this one thing that I love,

All is mine

I wish that those scars could be mended,

I wish that they could let me go

So I could at least lose my battles,

And face all this shit that I own

A heart that won’t beat,

And no soul as such,

The blood on my hands from these wounds that I scratch

The lungs full of ash,

Words I can’t proclaim,

And wrists tied with ropes made of passion and shame

Night will show

Where we’ll glow

Except this one thing that I want,

Except this one thing that I need,

Except this one thing that I love,

All is mine

The city lights won’t follow me along the paper streets

And as the lanterns cried with mist, I build my house of ink

I wanted all

(The city lights won’t follow me along the paper streets)

Now all is mine

(And as the lanterns cried with mist, I build my house of ink)

Night will show

Where we’ll glow

Except this one thing that I want,

Except this one thing that I need,

Except this one thing that I love,

All is mine

Into the darkness and decay,

With lipstick you’re drawing my way

Where of those things I’ve proudly done,

I need none