Bleak Vanity
I had a dream I was dead in the sunshine
The dirt was warm but my body was cold
My eyes open frozen to the blue sky
The snake still singing as I lay told

I had a dream that all the feeling of the world left me
Prettiest I’ve ever seen you smiling on your own

This abandonment has left me inside a vacant shell

Awake to a replica impression of a take that that’ll never escape you

Tie both hands into believing
Those fairy tales are glamorised by years of pinned down decisions
Tie both hands into believing
Your principles are glamorised by years of bleak vanity

Bleeding out slow
The dream is now a replica
Aiding our tasteless cry
Carried to the unknown
Pulling down
The fallen pieces by my feet carried astray leaving only one
On my knees now I believe that I don’t need you to find myself
My prides amnesia that I’ve conceived to charm the ghost of forgotten love Hollow with silence I show my teeth there can only be one

Bleeding out slow
The dream is now a replica
Aiding our tasteless cry
Carried to the unknown
Pulling down

Tie both hands into believing