it's a station after station when you're still not awake
and all this glitter on her cheek, well it is glimmering but not for me
we're reflections in white washed glass faces replaced faces replaced faces replaced by outlined masks perfectly shaped perfectly shaped it's a station after station when you still are asleep
and i get tired of always asking for the strange things of ours
(strange sins, all wild?)
we're reflections in white washed glass faces replaced faces replaced faces replaced by outlined masks perfectly shaped perfectly shaped we're reflections in white washed glass faces replaced faces replaced faces replaced by outlined masks perfectly shaped like porcelain
strange things of ours strange things of our
we're reflections in white washed glass faces replaced faces replaced we're reflections in white washed glass faces replaced faces replaced we're reflections in white washed glass faces replaced faces replaced faces replaced by outlined masks perfectly shaped like porcelain