Nebelhexe The Figurehead
Sharp and open, leave me alone
And sleeping less every night
As the days become heavier and weighted
Waiting
In the cold light a noise
A scream tears my clothes as the figurines tighten
With spiders inside them, and dust on the lips of a vision of hell
I laughed in the mirror for the first time in a year
A hundred other words blind me with your purity
Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance
I think about tomorrow, please let me sleep
As I slip down the window, freshly squashed fly
You mean nothing
You mean nothing
I can lose myself in Chinese art and American girls
All the time
Lose me in the dark, please do it right
Run into the night
I will lose myself tomorrow
Crimson pain, my heart explodes
My memory in a fire
And someone will listen, at least for a short while
I can never, I can never
I can never
I can never say hello
I can never say hello to anyone but you
Too many secrets
Too many lies
Writhing with hatred
Too many secrets
Please make it good tonight
But the same image haunts me
In sequence
In despair of time
I will never be clean again
I touched her eyes
I pressed my stained face
I will never be clean again
I touch her eyes
I press my stained face
I will never be clean again
I will never be clean again
I will never be clean again
I will never be clean again
