Haze
Do you know what it's like to feel
So alone, when your scars are all you own?
She's not the heroin junkie curled up on the floor,
(begging for more, more, more)
She's just the girl in the corner,
(just the torn up loner)
These parasites are gnawing,
(she's kept it all from falling)
Feasting on her soul,
(the more you breathe, the less you know)
Do you know what it's like to feel
So alone, when your scars are all you own?
Apples And Oranges
The lush, fresh taste devouring him
His face read pure delight, his tongue in euphoria
She's the figure of an apple
Her skin is soft, her curves are round
Her lips red and her mind is sound
I am nothing but an orange
Just a complement to those around me
My wounds are left exposed
As my skin peels away
Haze
Do you know what it's like to feel
So alone, when your scars are all you own?
She's not the heroin junkie curled up on the floor,
(begging for more, more, more)
She's just the girl in the corner,
(just the torn up loner)
These parasites are gnawing,
(she's kept it all from falling)
Feasting on her soul,
(the more you breathe, the less you know)
Do you know what it's like to feel
So alone, when your scars are all you own?
Apples And Oranges
The lush, fresh taste devouring him
His face read pure delight, his tongue in euphoria
She's the figure of an apple
Her skin is soft, her curves are round
Her lips red and her mind is sound
I am nothing but an orange
Just a complement to those around me
My wounds are left exposed
As my skin peels away