No sleep, whilst the promise stays Pale skin upon a fragmented body I extirpated what love told me Knowingly, you were my melancholy Knowingly, you were my melancholy Sleep without you isnt right to me I want you inside my head, a fallacious ghost I will see when Im dead These words come in black and white, reverberated and monochrome through my mind Tailored to your broken sight, retribution for redemption Not immune to lack of repentance, not how I hoped to be No sleep, whilst the promise stays Pale skin upon a fragmented body I extirpated what love told me Knowingly, you were my melancholy Sleep without you isnt right to me Fallacy they whisper in the ear of a recluse My own perspective endures from chemical abuse The nostalgia with this is no friend to I No martyr complex, just the cycle of despair in your eyes Sleep without you isnt right to me No sleep, whilst the promise stays Pale skin upon a fragmented body Sleep without you isnt right to me
knowingly, sleep, fragmented, extirpated, whilst