Clique Bait

Vivid dreams of recurring scenes I can't believe,
The final breath of your galaxy.
Colorful death and grand prismatic oceans boiling,
Vibrant symbols flashing in the night sky.
Sucked into the wormhole,
so magnificent and horrifying.
I'm not made of sand, after all.
On and off, the lisping voice,
It comes and goes -
My worthy adversary.

Sleep tight, pariah, it's alright
Pirouetting on a tight wire
Tempting to taste belladonna
Grace me with passionate fire.

Testing out my own advice,
So haunting to be wrong,
like drifting in space,

(when you say)

I give up, I don't want it anymore.
Need to let it go,
Need to make believe,
Need to let it go,
Need to let it go.

Sleep tight, pariah, it's alright
Pirouetting on a tight wire
Tempting to taste belladonna
Grace me with passionate fire.

Starling mirage on the meadow,
I don't even know what it means.
Stage-fright messiah won't let go,
and I don't want them to see me.

Twitching shadows in the candlelight,
Falling deep, I breathe.

(when you say)

I give up, I don't want it anymore.



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Beebe, Alex Held, Brad Pulley, James Tierney, Keith Abrams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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