Next to the Lava Lake
I see you in my dreams
I follow you and I kiss you too
I've been tired as of late
Which just gives me more time to be with you
At the bench next to the lava lake
I take your hand and then you spit in my face
To which I say, thank you Lord
Thank you my friend, thank you my only hope
At being happy, being satisfied
Being lonely, being petrified
I know you've been to my house at night
Trying to suck the light out of my eyes
With a diamond flavoured snack
I take a bite and lose my sight
But grow a tail
Oh what a tale!
Though it's not made for kids
Cause she is such a tease
Consumed by the half-mad smirk on your face
Can't catch a break or anything else
I just dogged all the way to the back of your neck
I wish that I knew a little bit better
Now my body jolts up
The blinds are torn by light
And I prick my knee there's your cigarette bud
That you left in the flood
A time machine ago
At the bench next to the lava lake
My long-nailed brain disturbs reality
But I know I still am
Consumed by the half-mad tears on your face
Can't catch a break or anything else
I just dogged all the way to the back of your neck
I wish that I knew a little bit better
I follow you and I kiss you too
I've been tired as of late
Which just gives me more time to be with you
At the bench next to the lava lake
I take your hand and then you spit in my face
To which I say, thank you Lord
Thank you my friend, thank you my only hope
At being happy, being satisfied
Being lonely, being petrified
I know you've been to my house at night
Trying to suck the light out of my eyes
With a diamond flavoured snack
I take a bite and lose my sight
But grow a tail
Oh what a tale!
Though it's not made for kids
Cause she is such a tease
Consumed by the half-mad smirk on your face
Can't catch a break or anything else
I just dogged all the way to the back of your neck
I wish that I knew a little bit better
Now my body jolts up
The blinds are torn by light
And I prick my knee there's your cigarette bud
That you left in the flood
A time machine ago
At the bench next to the lava lake
My long-nailed brain disturbs reality
But I know I still am
Consumed by the half-mad tears on your face
Can't catch a break or anything else
I just dogged all the way to the back of your neck
I wish that I knew a little bit better
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Writer(s): Pablo Castellanos Scherer
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