Lyrics

At the friends-giving last night The queen in her gown What will they do How deep do they fall Before they start to care? Tripping Suffocated By the deep surface We wait all day but I needed that fix That fix I don't know about you But I needed that Our creator taken lightly The energy we crave Beneath his wrinkled gown Torn edge of a room Without care The culmination He pleads to die The followers expectation The culmination of surface fallacy They've had enough The calloused thumb is Pruned and sucked From inside they weep They built the pedestal But it must come down Look here The lonely parasite presented We watch it decay Our queen taken lightly There she is Misinterpreted Unsure of self Characters regurgitated Over and over and Over and over and Over and over Tripping I need help I need help It's so hard to be me Where did she come from? I need help I need help It's so hard that they crave me I need help I need help There I am You're right I need help His own universal truth He keeps the irony How does he share the body? We crave him There she is We crave him We've been waiting all day As long as he entertains I don't know about you But it's ok they suffer From our piggyback Piggyback What will they do next? I'm free from self Won't suffer anymore Starts to care To smell the flowers Will break the spell Piled in filth There the lonely parasite presented From inside She weeps I'll curl up forever He must die For I must live Is it so hard To be me? He must die For I must live Without self Tear away the pillow Is it so hard to be me?
Writer(s): Charlie Bruber Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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