| "Pharaoh" | |
| When'd you become so cold hearted? Did it happen round the time that you decided to leave? I don't know how it all started, but I think that it had something to do with wanting to breathe. And I never wanted to go on your carousel: It's kind of hard to get off - Lately I can't deal with this confusion It's amazing how you dish out your delusions With a straight face, a mirage, a new illusion Will be waiting here. It's kind of hard to get your way. I heard you saying I'm so cold I scold the dead in your mind And so old I hold the red in your eyes And tomorrow I'm sure you'll follow. Feels hollow when you swallow Wallow in your own sorrow Don't borrow from the pharaoh Maybe you're going crazy And I'm the one who's sane and naked While you still fake it Now you're on your own. I never told you the reason cause I know how people like to talk and word gets around But I never really fell to pieces. Told you that I did anyway so you'd think I was down. And I guess it worked cause you've been hiding atop your pedestal; It's kind of hard to get down - Chorus I don't care what you believe in When the hell are you leaving? I don't know which way you came from Whatever ya done she done I can take all of your secrets Twist them give them new meanings None of this makes any sense. I remember I wanted this to end. I just wanted this to end. | |