Mesmer

Thereʼs a fire by your feet defective unprotected And when left to grow a flame you up and left it Thereʼs a flower by your face effective unprotected And when left to grow a bloom you up and left it No matter your mood youʼll find a way to flee Fake prize and imaginary allies You know youʼre on your own Same eyes of a dedicated ego Plagued to pain a fallen wisdom Thereʼs a pyre by your feet defective unprotected And when left to ash in peace you often kept it Thereʼs a flower in your hair connected and collected And when left to grow a stem you often kept it No matter your mood youʼll find a way to live Fake prize and imaginary allies You know youʼre on your own Same eyes of a dedicated ego Plagued to pain a fallen wisdom Fake prize and imaginary allies You know youʼre on your own Same eyes of a dedicated ego Plagued to pain