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Lisa
her halo is a smoke ring, i'm crucified in silk
i'm slipping back to Bedlam, at least that's what I think
what I hear is colors, what I see is noise
she whispers in my ear, a sweet and vibrant voice
"let me carve your heart out, and serve it on a plate
i've seen you turn to dust, i've seen me seal your fate"
thirteen candles burning, day and night entwine
i'm losing sense of me, he's grasping on to I
a dull blade slits the stitches, her fingers tear the seams
reflecting in her wide eyes, in mesmerizing green
everything is silent, there's nothing but a beat
a sweet and vibrant voice, "your heart is mine to keep"
what I hear is colors, what I see is smoke
the shadow on the wall is calls me the end of a joke
he's burning thirteen candles, by fractals we entwine
i'm losing sense of me, he's grasping on to I
we never stood a chance, as if we would survive
at the end of the tunnel, into the black we dive
we wait for the silence and stomp a steady beat
drifting ever further into hallucinated sleep
everything you touched, you thought that you'd see
every word you sang, the salty cold of the sea
the people that you loved, those that you despised
were just complex constructions
of a fragmented mind
her halo is a smoke ring, i'm crucified in silk
i'm slipping back to Bedlam, at least that's what I think
what I hear is colors, what I see is noise
she whispers in my ear, a sweet and vibrant voice
"let me carve your heart out, and serve it on a plate
i've seen you turn to dust, i've seen me seal your fate"
thirteen candles burning, day and night entwine
i'm losing sense of me, he's grasping on to I
a dull blade slits the stitches, her fingers tear the seams
reflecting in her wide eyes, in mesmerizing green
everything is silent, there's nothing but a beat
a sweet and vibrant voice, "your heart is mine to keep"
what I hear is colors, what I see is smoke
the shadow on the wall is calls me the end of a joke
he's burning thirteen candles, by fractals we entwine
i'm losing sense of me, he's grasping on to I
we never stood a chance, as if we would survive
at the end of the tunnel, into the black we dive
we wait for the silence and stomp a steady beat
drifting ever further into hallucinated sleep
everything you touched, you thought that you'd see
every word you sang, the salty cold of the sea
the people that you loved, those that you despised
were just complex constructions
of a fragmented mind
