The Warping

For what I believe is to be uncovered
And those I revere leave me filling hurried
The guise you perceive I can hardly bear shit
In lieu of a change I'll just have to wear it

Sick to my stomach

I must avert my eyes
For beauties far too haunting
I fly in sickened skies
Made ill from all my yearning

A meal for two
My endless discontent for never leaving my body
I could never be a girl like you
I had my fair warning there was plenty of clues

The warping of image

I must avert my eyes
For beauties far too haunting
I fly in sickened skies
Made ill from all my yearning

My jealousy it's surrounding me
Tearing me apart and looks to steal the air I breathe
I loathe envy and its corrupting face
Taunting me to dream of things that I was born to chase

My jealousy it's surrounding me
(I must avert my eyes)
Tearing me apart and looks to steal the air I breathe
(For beauties far too haunting)
I loathe envy and its corrupting face
(I fly in sickened skies)
Taunting me to dream of things that I was born to chase
(Made ill from all my yearning)



Credits
Writer(s): James Potter, Lewis Carmichael, Jack Martin, Finlay Mccarthy, Charlie Simner Lock
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