Pearls on her neck
She puts on a show
So much behind the curtain
That no body knows
Loudest in the room
Pretends its confidence
Raised in high class conversations
And suppressive situations
Theres no one left to save here
Move on move on
And no ones in the clear
Were undone so undone
And her self worth depends on misery
That she can write about
She's just a child in a lethal scene
Willshemakeitout?
Playing dress up
In personalities
What if theres less of
Her than they can see
Magnetic feild lacks intimacy
Dull green eyes no vacancy
Worse than a facade
Her tortured soul is buried
Too predictable
To blame it on the ones
Too fragile
To kare about the heart of a little girl
Convincing her that she is
Incapable, brainless, stupid, trivial
Theres no one left to save here
Move on move on
And no ones in the clear
Were undone so undone
And her self worth depends on misery
That she can write about
She's just a child in a lethal scene
Willshemakeitout?
"It makes no difference
How deeply seated may be the trouble;
How hopeless the outlook;
How muddled the tangle;
How great the mistake.
A sufficient realization of love will dissolve it all.
If only yew could love enough
Yew would be the happiest
And most powerful being in the world." -emmet fox
Mixed by: John Dirks
Mastered by: Hector Vega