"With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean. She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene. With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean. She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene.
Feeling more human and hooked on her flesh I lay my heart down with the rest at her feet. Fresh from the fields, all feeder and fur tires. Bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet. The sweet heat of her breath in my mouth, I'm alive."
pink sequin mini dress by Nasty Gal
white shag jacket by Nasty Gal
bel air sunnies by Wildfox
white boots by privileged
photos by Brittanny Taylor
words by Hozier