Viiper

I was standing, backward facing Left of comfort, no more tracing Break my facade, this is but a gem A pyramid of windows Break down the cause, black out all the mirrors Stuff them full of pillows Heavy traffic, if I could blast it Stand on my head, how fantastic Break my facade, this is but a gem A pyramid of windows Break down the cause, black out all the mirrors Stuff them full of pillows If I could see the stars align, I'd take control Oh oh oh sometimes I wonder if I'm here to wander