Lida
Imprisoned in visions of violent delusion
Finding the comfort in endless prescriptions
Breaking apart in violent confusion
A portrait of a stranger in silent dissociation
Bearing features of vague resemblance
Bearing features of vague resemblance
Blurred in chemically induced indifference
Distorting further with every second
A canvas stained with cruel intention
(Beauty grows beneath)
Beauty grows bеneath a bed of wilted flowеrs
Dare to carve your skin from the bone, or die a fucking coward
Can you even look into the eyes of your own mother?
How can I learn to feel, how do I know it's real?
Glass eyes inverting and shattering
Fluttering butterflies set aflame
Internal dissonance echoing
Dancing with my demons but just for the thrill
I'll never see the flowers bloom
I'll never see the sun
Saturated in all shades of grey
Could this be where I belong?
I'll never make it past the gates
I'll never hear your song
Calling out from across the lake
Could this be where I belong?
Dissolve in fractalated aggression
Glistening in psychedelic perception
Shimmering with a sweet obsession
Self destructive introspection
Deep inside I feel the maggots squirming
I can't stop these feelings, I can't stop the hurting
Expose the flesh of all my deepest yearnings
My darkest desire, addicted to pain
Finding a moment of rest in simulated death
Lida
Lida
Lida
Lida
Lida
Finding the comfort in endless prescriptions
Breaking apart in violent confusion
A portrait of a stranger in silent dissociation
Bearing features of vague resemblance
Bearing features of vague resemblance
Blurred in chemically induced indifference
Distorting further with every second
A canvas stained with cruel intention
(Beauty grows beneath)
Beauty grows bеneath a bed of wilted flowеrs
Dare to carve your skin from the bone, or die a fucking coward
Can you even look into the eyes of your own mother?
How can I learn to feel, how do I know it's real?
Glass eyes inverting and shattering
Fluttering butterflies set aflame
Internal dissonance echoing
Dancing with my demons but just for the thrill
I'll never see the flowers bloom
I'll never see the sun
Saturated in all shades of grey
Could this be where I belong?
I'll never make it past the gates
I'll never hear your song
Calling out from across the lake
Could this be where I belong?
Dissolve in fractalated aggression
Glistening in psychedelic perception
Shimmering with a sweet obsession
Self destructive introspection
Deep inside I feel the maggots squirming
I can't stop these feelings, I can't stop the hurting
Expose the flesh of all my deepest yearnings
My darkest desire, addicted to pain
Finding a moment of rest in simulated death
Lida
Lida
Lida
Lida
Lida
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Writer(s): Alexander Andersson, John Picado
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