The sweetest things are always crawling up on you Just to fuck you up when you have no clue The cutest things are kept in memory like gold Just to fuck you up when you have no hold
I never kept in mind. My mind I always knew the truth. I lied For life For you
Said for a while, felt for too long Don't ask what I dreamed
And it explodes in a great manifestation of pain In the most realistic visual scale And it explodes in a great manifestation of pain In the most masochistic obvious way
The clearest things are always those that hurt the most It's a wise design, a way to keep you off The finest things are always there to shove you down Fresh scent of death, roses and lavender
I always kept in mind. The scent I always knew the truth. I lied For you For her
Felt for a while, said for too long Don't ask what I dreamed
And it explodes in a great manifestation of pain In the most realistic visual scale And it explodes in a great manifestation of pain In the most masochistic obvious way