Epic.
My polite cries to your storming lies,
Reaching for you’re hand, I find another strand.
I can’t close my eyes any longer; the wind wasn’t resting on my side, tonight.
The Chapel we raised, the coffin we broke.
Fine wine, deceit dripping from your very own lips.
Didn’t see, didn’t mean, the excuses were close to tongue and getting redemptions this time. You perceive all of these wrong thoughts, while we’re dancing to my home. It wasn’t love that drove, for we briefly realized the departure was gone long before the high. Love, won’t you wave me goodbye, if only for this one last time? Hide me beneath your hands in the light of the sun.
Won’t plea for help,
I’m gone (gone) this time.
Caught you’re chance, and the romance from the day before is gone (gone).
Shot by the gun, held by the throat, this time you haven’t won (won).
Brushing by my past, you didn’t stay the only one. I reached my fixture, and I’m raiding for the days I said I’d make.
Cast my break; just let me fall (fall)
I’ll bleed for another century, till I find the peace I know I see (see).
Hey Romeo, I didn’t kill myself over you. Standing on the rhythm of self destruction, I can call myself a fucking disaster (disaster). But hey, I’m only in the building of another imposter. Mannequin of structure, I’m holding the heart of a thousand unopened feelings, and a silhouette that’s suddenly not so unappealing.
Reaching for you’re hand, I find another strand.
I can’t close my eyes any longer; the wind wasn’t resting on my side, tonight.
The Chapel we raised, the coffin we broke.
Fine wine, deceit dripping from your very own lips.
Didn’t see, didn’t mean, the excuses were close to tongue and getting redemptions this time. You perceive all of these wrong thoughts, while we’re dancing to my home. It wasn’t love that drove, for we briefly realized the departure was gone long before the high. Love, won’t you wave me goodbye, if only for this one last time? Hide me beneath your hands in the light of the sun.
Won’t plea for help,
I’m gone (gone) this time.
Caught you’re chance, and the romance from the day before is gone (gone).
Shot by the gun, held by the throat, this time you haven’t won (won).
Brushing by my past, you didn’t stay the only one. I reached my fixture, and I’m raiding for the days I said I’d make.
Cast my break; just let me fall (fall)
I’ll bleed for another century, till I find the peace I know I see (see).
Hey Romeo, I didn’t kill myself over you. Standing on the rhythm of self destruction, I can call myself a fucking disaster (disaster). But hey, I’m only in the building of another imposter. Mannequin of structure, I’m holding the heart of a thousand unopened feelings, and a silhouette that’s suddenly not so unappealing.