From the recording I'll Be The Same
Lyrics
Have my lips offered all they're worth?
I'll be the same in different terms.
Wise enough to feel the shame, or some sorrow to fill all these days.
"How to Be: self help guided". I've been told my complexion's always cynical.
Take a number, make it stick. tie my tongue up in loose ends.
I might still glitter, I'm not perfect.
I made your words a mausoleum, so I can visit them alone.
Drown enough to feel my head, or sharp enough to bleed out instead.
"How to Be: self help guided". I've been told my complexion's always cynical.
Take a number, make it stick. tie my tongue up in loose ends.
I might still glitter, I'm not perfect.