the electric chair
It's hard to be an angel
when there are so many sirens
the demons have it easy
they have so much to guide them
she wears diamonds in her hair
right alongside her electric chair
she won't think about tommorow
was the only girl I ever met who hated butterflys
why do some people need to be hurt just to know they're alive
is it not enough just to feel to have something inside
...........
I am empty inside, I am empty inside
and the shadow light fixtures keep glowing with hatred
they render my life perpetually naked
and noone sees a thing, theres nothing to see
theres just me and the human that used to be me
when there are so many sirens
the demons have it easy
they have so much to guide them
she wears diamonds in her hair
right alongside her electric chair
she won't think about tommorow
was the only girl I ever met who hated butterflys
why do some people need to be hurt just to know they're alive
is it not enough just to feel to have something inside
...........
I am empty inside, I am empty inside
and the shadow light fixtures keep glowing with hatred
they render my life perpetually naked
and noone sees a thing, theres nothing to see
theres just me and the human that used to be me