Lirieke: Envy On The Coast. Mirrors.
Dear Miss White
Oh, damn this night
Wouldn't believe how much it snows
In the summer heat
With red iron feet
You'll be nursing a bloody nose
Princess Wrecked
We'll talk in our sleep
But I wouldn't dare to sit too close
I can't be your Prince
Though your secrets are safe
I am the mirror that can't let go
With hair as black as night
Her skin, it is that perfect white
And the red on the bathroom wall
With every breath
And every intake
Tip-toe further away
Further away from his mistakes
I'm no savior; I'm no saint, saint
It's not what you needed anyway
All the cold that you've caught
The bones that you brought
The blood that you've lost
You built your body in the coffin where you sleep
Let this apartment breathe
'Cause its what it needs
I'm suffocating the clock to keep you
I think like a saint
But swing like a thief
And inadvertently leading you
To leave on your wits
And go in your bedroom with hits
Take the red from your eyes
And ink it into your skin
Now watch what you say
Because there's nothing gray
About the color of your skin
With hair as black as night
Her skin, it is that pearly white
And the red on the bathroom wall
With every breath
And every intake
Tip-toe further away
Further away from his mistakes
I'm no savior; I'm no saint, saint
It's not what you needed anyway
All the cold that you've caught
The bones that you brought
The blood that you've lost
You built your body in the coffin where you sleep
With every breath
And every intake
Tip-toe further away
You're bleeding, your bloodshot
Tired mistake
I'm no savior; I'm no saint, saint
You need to see the pieces you've thrown away
All the cold that you've caught
The bones that you brought
The blood that you've lost
Keep your body and the hell away from me
Oh, damn this night
Wouldn't believe how much it snows
In the summer heat
With red iron feet
You'll be nursing a bloody nose
Princess Wrecked
We'll talk in our sleep
But I wouldn't dare to sit too close
I can't be your Prince
Though your secrets are safe
I am the mirror that can't let go
With hair as black as night
Her skin, it is that perfect white
And the red on the bathroom wall
With every breath
And every intake
Tip-toe further away
Further away from his mistakes
I'm no savior; I'm no saint, saint
It's not what you needed anyway
All the cold that you've caught
The bones that you brought
The blood that you've lost
You built your body in the coffin where you sleep
Let this apartment breathe
'Cause its what it needs
I'm suffocating the clock to keep you
I think like a saint
But swing like a thief
And inadvertently leading you
To leave on your wits
And go in your bedroom with hits
Take the red from your eyes
And ink it into your skin
Now watch what you say
Because there's nothing gray
About the color of your skin
With hair as black as night
Her skin, it is that pearly white
And the red on the bathroom wall
With every breath
And every intake
Tip-toe further away
Further away from his mistakes
I'm no savior; I'm no saint, saint
It's not what you needed anyway
All the cold that you've caught
The bones that you brought
The blood that you've lost
You built your body in the coffin where you sleep
With every breath
And every intake
Tip-toe further away
You're bleeding, your bloodshot
Tired mistake
I'm no savior; I'm no saint, saint
You need to see the pieces you've thrown away
All the cold that you've caught
The bones that you brought
The blood that you've lost
Keep your body and the hell away from me
Envy On The Coast