In the beginning, it was probably a light.
Or something dark was calling.

Angels of paper greeted me with a sound I never heard from myself.
Wooden scarecrows, rusty masks filled with oil and sharp nails.
They taped my mouth with happiness.

Where does time go when it's not mocking me ?
They said I need to wait, and I sat there.

Didn’t want to obey, just felt like I would.
Didn’t have to be a song, but words slipped,
I wouldn’t have authorized.

So I waited for it.

Your voice was ringing somewhere far.

Turned my hands around several times ‘cause you asked so,
Each and other side of a coin flipped to get side by side.

Even droplets know that.
Rain now feels the same in two places.

Had to move, opened the first door.
It’s always either hang out somewhere with myself or hang myself somewhere.

Well… I’d die a hundred times, this way maybe I’d get remembered once.

I knew you heard me somehow.

Tell me I won’t collapse.
Or let me at least tell you…

I wanted to paint all over this pretty skin,
With all the colors I forbid.
Ink jar tipped over, swallowed my whole world,
Don’t know where to hide anymore.

Don’t look,
Acknowledge I’m just this monster hungering for more attention.

Fresh water slipped from the wall of the cellar,
Couldn’t drink it, yet so thirsty…
Soul thirsty.

Don’t mess me up, don’t mess me up, don’t mess me up…

Thrice and I’ll remember. Fourth time will turn into obsession.
My little obsession…

Sure, I’m not lying.
Wouldn’t ever lie to myself, right ?