Motionless In White Apocolips
This is the story of a girl who sits in the dark room,
wondering what's to become of her.
Her makeup is smeared and blood fills her dark heart,
the addiction is slowly sinking in.
With bloodshot eyes, she starts hallucinating
the track marks fading from her arms.
She's as white as the snowfall,
and she's clung to the ceiling.
It's almost Armageddon as she falls to the floor,
guilt straight affliction, now comatose.
Emptiness, she feels the room spin,
somebody call a doctor, we need an ambulance
She smiles, this girl cried so hard
She smiles, this girl cried so hard
Her lipstick is all we have, is all we have of what she left behind
Her lipstick is all we have, is all we have of what she left behind
Her lipstick is all we have, is all we have of what she hid behind.
Her lipstick is all we have, is all we have of what she left...
"There on the floor highlighted in red lied a girl.
Her possession of immortal beauty brought the sincerest form of irony
to this seemingly tragic display of lust verses love.
It was black on black on black
and such a shame that she could not resist
keeping the only hint of red strictly to her fingernails"
It's almost Armageddon as she falls to the floor,
guilt straight affliction, now comatose.
Emptiness, she feels the room spin,
somebody call a doctor, we need an ambulance
we need an ambulance
we need an ambulance
Sick as she smiles
One last goodbye this girl she cried so hard
Broken bones but I can't help her
She's too far gone, apocolips, she soon will die.
This love (this love)
This love (this love)
This love and I can't let her go for my body and soul
This love (this love)
This love (this love)
This love and I can't let her go for my body and soul
