I tend to rescue, it's just the part I play Allure of the train wreck, can't look away Breath taken, eyes closed, prepared to submerge Crafting excuses once more To clear the path for your return
I was the engine and you drove me recklessly The glass on the asphalt is all that is left me I was the instrument you already knew how to play Continually surprised it always ends this way
I'm redirecting my еnergy from these Thеse poison flowers And back to things and those who truly matter I'm redirecting my energy from these These poison flowers And back to things and those who truly matter
I must confess, my sisters and brothers Our demons play nice with each other The glorious allure, the pleasure, and the shame
I'm reconsidering These were the angels I cast out before I knew Painted as killers and whores from stories untrue Poached from the sideline, slide into this circus in vain Hooked on the drama, they whisper like cocaine Facts have been shredded, it's too hard to find the truth Search for those angels I cast out before I knew (Before I knew)
I'm redirecting my energy from these These poison flowers And back to things and those who truly matter I'm redirecting my energy from these These poison flowers And back to things and those who truly matter
These were the angels I cast out before I knew Painted as killers and whores from stories untrue Poached from the sideline, slide into this circus in vain Hooked on the drama, they whisper like cocaine
Compositor: William L Howerdel ECAD: Obra #35188923