Screamworks: Love in Theory and Practice

Disarm Me (With Your Loneliness) --- H.I.M 孩盗电台 The promise of heaven pushed us right back to hell Turn three sevens into three sixes again And you laugh at my face when I told you how much it hurts and said Disarm me with your loneliness just like a

Love's the Devil counting teardrops in the rain To the sound of a chalkboard sent to play with nails For what it's worth, I don't want to see You hurt any more than you have been Dine on glass, wine or blood Baby, love the hard way Baudelaire in Brai

By your heart strings I'm hanging from a dream, Gently swinging in the warm autumn breeze. Come look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up... Look at the scars, smother a heart, opening up, no more. Tip toeing along a strand of your hair suspende