Highways of Diamonds


Sweat drips
Like fake promises of love
From teenage lips
On the highways of diamonds
A tragic place
Known as the end
Sweetly shining
Eyes popping out of heads
Lust, Shredded skin,
Where pureness is led
Maybe clothes stay on
But maybe they shed
We are vampires for skin
Stick the image in your mind
The imagery burns young heads
Fresh skin was glistening
The music was the gasoline
True vitamin
Nowhere to go
No care for what the future holds
We were wishing
We were feeling
Almost whole
Look at us from the sky views
You'll see us creeping
Far by the lagoons
Off the highway of diamonds
Where all you need is bad timing

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