Apparition is the name of a friend that goes away in the end. You were my cancer and you kept me going. And all this time all I needed to do. Was feel you and touch you.
Sweetened possessive farce. Our saints become sparse. And it's an option to be transparent. So in your soul that it's inherent. Now that you've found your wings (you want to fly).
I look but everyone seems dead. I pray for safety with no net. I am the one they won't forget. I am the one they won't forget, life's a lie. . Nothing's left to say.
Here we go. . So sadistic, I'm coming apart like a ten cent toy. Soul seduction, I know it's something that you enjoy. Trap, scream trap, these broken wings I'll wrap.