"Drowning in my guilt just slit my throat……" — Sleepy Himself
"Drowning in my guilt just slit my throat with your knife and let the blood poor and tilt , Pouring into a puddle , Thick Blood so dark and hard Demons are asking me to cuddle."
"Drowning in my guilt just slit my throat with your knife and let the blood poor and tilt , Pouring into a puddle , Thick Blood so dark and hard Demons are asking me to cuddle."