Searching for a dream is a lie
If I could swim through the fall
Then summer would be mine
Last seen, in the corner of my eye
Just beyond the clarity that skips across the sky
Dancing on the edge of an eyelash
Normality’s the enemy, she’s foreign to my mind
Bodies grinding, the skin turns raw
Do you take your drunken promises
With ice and a straw
Ode to wicked sins, another hopeless romance
I guess you have to find yourself
To ever stand a chance