We We were so vain Wretched kings of the room You You were different So detached So immune You turned our dirt into a silver bloom
I was merely a moth taken by your light A shadow chained to your feet A parasite Words became treacherous Thoughts were out of tune You're a powerful drug, Silver Bloom
You You were different It was clear from the start Your smile Your dark grace The kind features of your face They are the map of your heart