Violent Violet Caught my eye through a one way window. Her reflection was all she could see As she stared right back at me As a smile struggled to break free.
Violent Violet Exchanged dirty words on the phone With a friend at the end of the line, She thought she could beat her design When she caught a drop of mourning in her eye.
Violent Violet don’t run, sleep where your fruits are won. We will meet anon - be reunited as one.
Violent Violet Waits under a streetlight, reserved for two. A rendezvous with something new, Shadows shrink from her poison hue, As a figure stretches into view.
Violent Violet don’t run, Sleep where your dreams are sung Though your days are done you still carry the sun.