Andromeda

Swear we are birds of a feather Now I'm a magpie chewing on a finch If you have no idea what will come of this Then what's your ploy in sharing a name? Swear we are birds of a feather Now your feathers are under my skin Under my skin Plucking and pleading for mercy Why am I so pathetically squirming Say we are trees in an orchard Well I'm the blight in the green of your leaves My greed is just so disturbing All the hatred is rather concerning Sleeping with both my eyes open Sleeping I'm disturbed by your control of me Disturbed Slave to the feelings within me Slave I'm so sick of you, my stomachs churning Cursing the spite I ride the beat in the fray My own way Burning em-path Wait until I am a monster To teach me the perfect lesson Tear me down, crawl beneath you, walk on me, don't look at me I am lost Through my hands Your grasp became sand Deemed ever grand Yours the change in formula Feeling my soul escape Fraying Ephemeral Lightning Faster and faster Again you taste the light change Pulling up the dirt Brand new winter hurt Pulling up the mast Attempting to impress Forfeit the cost of your vision Let Always the changing conviction Me Rarely the finest decision Go Guess you're not ready to listen You cannot fend through the mass Let Switching you visage to match Me Slice your hands and drench the lands Go Let the humor flow I am lost I'm so cold drain my life of all warmth I am lost