flying we are falling, falling can't hear sense because we're deafened by disorder calling like a dream we turn and toss but all is chaos death will
that was my cup that you smashed my yesterday drained away admit that you wouldn't like to live inside me today great expectations we had what hopes
you stalked all those years waiting to pounce like mary, you'd comfort then judas, renounce seeking some light of guidance i saw your dagger glint and
on the street, it's blood and boots 'round at mum's, they're tea and smiles on their own they're going nowhere but in their gang they can goosestep miles
the wind will slice the air like ice and seabirds screech at me the elements will darkly duel but your lighthouse i see i stand awake and grip the wheel
if it's all a tasteless sandwich we're the filling in between much is said, but much is left out and the table creaks asunder all the bullshit and the
drunk on your presence and golden glow pulled from a top hat in some magic show you move so slowly the tensions bliss with pain and torture in each sensual
goodbye, my life will soon en i know they'll all blame you as for all the flowers i sent you bastard, you let them die too! when i'm dead how sorry
build you a bed of roses to dream in as petals descend which crowd around your golden pillow where every rainbow ends the rainbow ends the rainbow must
