Catherine Corelli Lucky Trickster
VER1:
The clowns are dead,
All the lies are said,
I glide over your skin…
And you don’t know
What’s in my blood flow…
It understates the sin.
VER2:
Desires bled
And became scarlet
Like the moaning dreams I shed.
The tricks became
A law of this game…
The divine became humane.
CHORUS1:
So much unmade,
Even more than unsaid,
There’s so much I could have betrayed.
Whatever I show
And whatever you know
You must undergo
That I want you. Believe I want you though.
VER3:
Your fears are gone
And I raise your gun…
All your ammo is meant for me.
You’d shoot me down,
Common if you can!
I’m in your firing range.
VER4:
You’ll return again
And I’ll feed you pain
That tastes like conquered shame.
I’m in your head
Wherein your lies are dead
And my breath is on your skin.
CHORUS2:
So much unmade,
Even more than unsaid,
There’s so much I could have betrayed.
Whatever I show
And whatever you know
You must undergo
That I want you. Believe I want you though.
I want you though! x2
I want you…
I need you…
I want you…
I need you to want me to want me to want me…