An Instrument to Measure Her Ambitions

Dancing on the edge, we all pretend

To love, to hate

Our true feelings never flaunt convenience, so, as always, we remain

The opposition, the contradiction to our own souls

Severed halves of a whole

Changing color, saturation

The sparkle in her eyes, this constant incandescence

Like a match struck on amusement at the lies that she has told

Caresses biting cold

Promises whispered on the lips of a siren

Promises whispered on the lips of a siren

Lies to save and steal your soul

Dance with her on the edge again, my friend

Dance out in the cold

And as you fly on the wings of a siren

She has your heart, your hands, your breath

You feel her nails deep in your veins

She drops you to your death

You can’t fly on your own

But you’re safer all alone

Screaming in the dark, we all pretend

To love, to hate

The virus of the broken heart was the cure in times of pain

So you seek it out, sip the poison once more

Fight your way to an open door

Just to find another dead end

The tears idling in her eyes, this constant reminiscence

What was truth before becomes a lie in the silence of night

Her own actions snuffed the light

Promises whispered on the lips of a siren

Promises whispered on the lips of a siren

Lies to save and steal your soul

Dance with her on the edge again, my friend

Dance out in the cold

And as you fly on the wings of a siren

She has your heart, your hands, your breath

You feel her nails deep in your veins

She drops you to your death

You can’t fly on your own

But you’re safer all alone

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