Jan 30, 2006 20:17
are you my destruction?
wearing lipstick leaning up against the wall
im sensing some corruption in myself
youre just a photograph in my mind
a ghost i see as im about to go to sleep
a phantom in the night
so lets dance one last time
slowly until the morning calls
i used to see you in my dreams
before the fire began to fall
alas it consumed everything
i think im going in the wrong direction
i lead myself somewhere far away
ive had that fear since my conception
and im the only one i can blame
im sure there will be direction
and i will not go astray
so lets dance until the morning calls
so lest dance until the morning calls
so lets dance until the morning calls
until the morning calls