(I'm gonna keep it to myself)
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
From my hibernate
Is pagan poetry
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
Pagan poetry
(And he makes me want to hurt myself again)
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
[Incomprehensible]
On the surface simplicity
Pagan poetry
She loves him, she loves him
She loves him, she loves him
She loves him, she loves him
I love him, I love him
She loves him, she loves him
I find an accurate copy
She loves him, she loves him
Morse coded signals
She loves him, she loves him
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
Crooked five fingers
[Incomprehensible]
She loves him, she loves him
(This time)
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
Is pagan poetry
I love him, I love him
[Incomprehensible]
She loves him, she loves him
But the darkest pit in me
But the darkest pit in me
They form a pattern
(I'm gonna keep it to myself)
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
They pulsate
She loves him, she loves him
She loves him, she loves him
A blueprint of the pleasure in me
(This time)
He offers a handshake
She loves him, she loves him
I love him, I love him
A secret code carved
A secret code carved
They wake me up
On the surface simplicity
(And he makes me want to hurt myself again)
Yet to be matched
I love him, I love him
[Incomprehensible]
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
