Envisage this staggering beauty
try to get a hold on these starlit eyes
you built me a promise
i broke it lie by lie
a million opportunities to be like you
a million opportunities to be a piece of you
i never loved
i never lived
i no longer believed
there is a sense
i‘ve been a whore
seven prayers on a rosary
i still mean nothing at all
i used to be one of them gods
i used to drink it all away
but now i'm falling on angel's breath
and these empty hands are a mirror for my soul
i feel like climbing up to chilly grey walls
my mouth is dry like the barrel of my gun
killed all my happiness cause i no longer believe
i used to see a sense but now it’s far too late
on the pavement my lifeless self
in the doorstep my blue-eyed son
on the pavement my dead-bored soul
in the doorstep my blue-teared son
where's the tunnel now?
Seven prayers on a rosary…

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