Saturday, August 18, 2012

Reflectors

You can't crack a perfect hole in the pavement.
You can't build a city out of debris.
You can't be a captor to my enslavement
Without throwing rusted chains at my feet,
But you see through me.
You see through me.

You see through every little lie and my deceit,
You see through every loving gesture I've faked.
You can't shake out all the dust from the backseat
Without keeping all the dead men awake.
Yeah, you see through me.
You see through me.

Don't question the words I'm not telling.
You can't purchase the guilt I'm not selling.
All along you've been convinced
That you're a maiden, I'm your prince,
But now you know it's all pretend.
It was only an act to trap you in the end.

You can't crack a perfect hole in the pavement.
You can't build a city out of debris.
You can't be a captor to my enslavement
Without throwing rusted chains at my feet,
But you see through me.
You see through me.

Don't question the words I'm not telling.
You can't purchase the guilt I'm not selling.
All along you've been convinced
That you're a maiden, I'm your prince,
But now you know it's all pretend.
It was only an act to trap you in the end.

Standing there, perched atop your kill.
Standing there, perfectly still.
Standing there, perched atop your kill.
You lost your thirst.
You lost the thrill.

All along you've been convinced
That you're a maiden, I'm your prince,
But now you know it's all pretend.
It was only an act to trap you in the end.



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