Lights rave my vision in this undead town
And your footsteps sound like drum beats
As you mix in with the songs in my head
Never have I ever been so helplessly down
For someone with a lacking, slow spirit
But it’s sort of mystical, slow dancing
Leakings into my blood as the music does too
No pain, no hurt, no chance is better than it
On repeat like a radio static love song
I’m still fighting the exquisite taste
That comes from you and cuts so deep
No satisfaction has felt so wrong
A new sort of realm for my heart to explore
And then torture into frightening joy
Rollercoaster horror ride but still touchable
Come on, what are you waiting for?
You can’t see what I see…
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