Olivia Jean Perfume
[radio speaking]
“Rage is a response to fear
Fear is a response to love
Love is a response to losing control
And these seem to be the emotions
With which we start life
One irritating situation after another.”
[vocals begin]
You are a pistol aimed at my heart
For so long it's left me scarred
I hear your name
I'm torn apart
Forced to leave everything to chance
I pray to shake out of your trance
A victim
Of circumstance
A fire set upon my path
The last face I saw
Before the crash
No you don't care
What you have sown
You're the perfume I wore
At my funeral
I let your damage leave me numb
Comfort in me playing victim
All that I had
Has come undone
They left you home
They left astray
Catch me before I'm thrown away
I never thought
I'd see the day
A fire set upon my path
The last face I saw
Before the crash
No you don't care
What you have stole
You're the perfume I wore
To my funeral
