& the illusion dissipates the snake sheds its skin with every passin moment she is changin breathe. stop. shes still collectin hearts in her dresser drawer i dont even know whats real anymore... she screams dont remember how to feel anymore it seems that she is only meant to be cast out in doubt she reaches for the pen "i dont think ill ever quite feel that way again, no its a crime to waste all this extra time to spend, so she turns the page ...bottles her rage...and makes for the door. a lit ciggarette falls to the floor but i dont think she cares i dont think she really cares anymore
the sun is gone.. the night is rolling in and hes to blame for this life lived in sin a grin, a wink, a drink she weaves her web so effortlessly she looks in the mirror... whispers this isnt me.
the black widow wraps her legs around her prey but there is nothin but lies her own demise lies in this bed where they lay she puts her red lips up against his ear and hisses i aint ever gonna tell you the things you want to hear cuz i fear...that i have become the one to shun the sun and darkness is my only escape and i hate this thing thats beatin in your chest & he won't know that he's no different from the rest but he always told her when she frowned was when she looked the best so please deliver me from darkness and of pain she grows contented by the silence and the sound of the rain but shes still all alone with a heart made of stone
the sun is setting.. the night is now rolling in and hes to blame for this life she is livin in sin a grin, a wink, a drink she weaves her web so effortlessly she looks in the mirror... whispers this isnt me.