Testo di Only Child

(A raven holding) two narrow wrists, pull it tight Clothes are torn and the body twists, a single light The worse the struggle, the more you flirt, strands fall down The more you like it, the more it hurts, why stop now? An only child A willing smile A killing trial A broken rib and a bloody lip, A moment held The fire's gone and your pride is stripped, A private hell You'll never know why it ends this way, leave here now Live through this on another day Tonight sleep sound.... An only child A willing smile A killing trial