Consumed
The notes that you play
Are like whispers for the day
Consumed by the heart and devoured by fire
All the while spinning webs like a liar
The scars and the dreams are piece of hate
Sugar coated with pretend happiness and mixed with fate
The life that you live is just a lie
Everyone you hold dear will die
Everything you know will fall to shattered pieces of glass
Each cutting into you with a great forceful mass
To punish you, to enlighten you, and to make you see
That the causes of these dreams are well me
Are like whispers for the day
Consumed by the heart and devoured by fire
All the while spinning webs like a liar
The scars and the dreams are piece of hate
Sugar coated with pretend happiness and mixed with fate
The life that you live is just a lie
Everyone you hold dear will die
Everything you know will fall to shattered pieces of glass
Each cutting into you with a great forceful mass
To punish you, to enlighten you, and to make you see
That the causes of these dreams are well me