I think you already know . I think you never had a doubt if not for my words of much sin , words of much lies.
It can be materialised through every flimsy Fiber in that bracelet of yours
Or it can be found in the red thread that links our eternal souls
It can be found in everything that has made me yours ,
But also in everything that made you mine .
It could be found in my raw and ugly cries ,
In the beauty , and in our demise
It can be found in everything if you knew where to start ,
I’ll give you a clue : that stupid little lie
It starts with that immature little lie
That rubbed just right the spec of insecurity left in my inner child
I felt the devil laugh on my shoulder that day
But all I could see was your angel face .
It starts with that blue and weakly warm jacket
That washed all the blues away
And how all the thing I thought I wasn’t
Was all the things you would say
Beautiful ? I would laugh to your face !
You healed my inner child by basing my love for you on a lie
One in a million , what a tale !
You healed my inner child by basing my love for you on a lie
Begins and ends with my voice , singing words of much agony to appease my soul
To beg the ones above , to make this pain / love no more
How my eyes held every ounce of love , drowning in my black sea,
Every pigment reflecting the intensity of my love for you
Do you see why I know you knew? Why im so sure ?
My love for you is fabricated by the unrequited , and dying love story ,
That only comes alive on white nights .
One that only transcends obscurity when we look at the sky
At how the moon also craves the sun by her side .
But still she is lonely tonight .
And tell me im aching to know
If you ever wanted to just let go
Of this thread but its unbreakable
And we’re so entangled , it feels unfathamble
Every knot we undo leads to another ,
We stop for a minute , now they have regrown
We could try again , as if it matters
We both know there nothing we can do ,
After the first or a hundrenth go
They said opposites attract but how far does the opposition go?
Can it be as deep as the things that define you to the core ?
Can it run in your blood in a way that’s so coarse ?
So why are they so different in every way ? I’d like to know
Our souls merge in a beautiful creation
Your smile brings along my own
In a whim it all disappears ,
leaving a feeling that's uknown
And long awaited tears
Our fantasy fits like a glove , consumes your mind :
Cause they healed your inner child by basing your love for them on a lie
And something like that cannot be erased, it’s sticks to you like second skin
You cannot let it go or ***** it out , it’s here to stay , it’s part of who you are .
that bitter aftertaste of healing through a just as destructive process .