Joined At The Lip
In the backwaters of my bloodstream, Nightmares play their violins every night for me. Does it feel as if your lift has been and gone, All the gloss is coming off and shining is your trade? Mirror balls will take you round, And all you’ve never found will place its velvet arms around your waist. In the backwaters of my bloodstream, Nightmares play their violins every night for me. We were joined at the lip, Devotion flows so quick. But I’m designed to make the worst of it. But even when you think you know, The bulbs are bound to blow. Mirror balls will take you round, And all you’ve never found will place its velvet arms round your waist. I can only wonder why I don't see the things I’m supposed to see. Now the mornings got me running around, Looking for the things I thought I’d found.