Beautiful you are Although your thirst it does consume Ride the drean a greased up queen Sinking towards the tomb What was once a taste Has now become your own desire Wearing out your flesh Your habit lives while you expire [Chorus] Knees scabbed up Eyeliner running black Fragile little spiders legs Pupils blown out Blown out to the sky Mushroomed needs Its all too late Panic eye the tide runs low Your nose and arms they crave Time for fuel and sanctuary Fodder for the grave Pretty face, a shattered smile A broken fate within Blue screen baby times gone out Push the needle in [Chorus] [solo Coralles] Eye of the camera zooms in on you Capturing moments you wish werent true Paid in white, junked up and back on your route A vision too bright, must always fade out [solo Coralles] [solo Bower] [solo Coralles]
coralles, solo, blown, mushroomed, drean