Post by TemptationTwo on Mar 19, 2013 17:11:47 GMT 1
Piggy In The Mirror
Shapes in the drink like christ.
Cracks in the pale blue wall.
I'm walking slowly and quickly, but
always away
and twisting, twisting to the floor...
Flowers in your mouth and the same dry
song the routine from laughter land.
16 white legs and a row of teeth.
I watch you in secrecy.
Your dying for the hope is gone.
From here we go nowhere again.
I'm trapped in my face
and I'm changing too much.
I can't climb out the way I fell in.
Jump with me
for that old forgotten dance.
The midnight sun will burn you up.
Your life is cold.
Your life is hot.
Your life's too much for words...
These occasions are such a relief.
Another point, another view to send.
We start to talk
and it's all so safe,
I feed you in my dreams.
Footsteps on a wire,
high above my head.
The stain reveals my real intention.
I'm the waiting beast.
I'm the twisted nerve.
As I dance dance
back to the body in my bed.
As I dance dance
back to the body in my bed,
to the body in my bed.
Look at the piggy,
piggy in the mirror.
At the piggy in the mirror...
