The solus serendipity felt in eigengrau, A shade of perfect shadow grey. Memories scatter with mortal dreams, It felt like floating in dark dismay.
To all my thoughts I couldn't dream, And to all the heights I couldn't fly, I tell myself to overlook, Why do I feel that it's just a lie.
Of what I thought that I was among, Turned out to be a mere mass of dust. All that I saw with my two little eyes, After all was a fib with rust.
I feel that lies are clever tales, They make me feel of what I'm not. I think that lies are not belies, They gave my soul a tangled plot.
So I beg and plead and shall fall at your feet, Let me sense the euphoria run down my spine. Then I shall promise to forget its scent from my mind, And let it end with a hint of adrenaline.
So I replead,
So I replead, And cede,
So I replead, And cede, like burning gleed,
So I replead, And cede, Like burning gleed, For once and for all,
So I replead, And cede, Like burning gleed, For once and for all, Grant me my last need,
Let Me Live A Lie, Just once, Please