Strange times in a stranger room,
It’s like you’re not even there,
Relapse into the angel’s arms,
Then evaporate into the air,
It’s like we may never sleep again,
For someone as orphan as us
Even the brightest of light has been
Too dark for me to dive in first!
Kiss the hand that fed you first,
Apologies expressed in style,
A friendly face among the dust
But Mr. Sunshine no longer wears a smile!
Further resistance is futile,
The evidence is bulletproof,
So now just take me to your leader,
I miss your gentle self-abuse,
We’re made of stone in a prison cell!
Distance’s a halo keeping us apart!
And someday we’ll even start to melt
Until we spit up our empty hearts!
These miles are all just an illusion
That’s hanging over our head,
But it turns to rope and it bruises,
CHOKE! Mr. Sunshine is dead…
I’ll miss the tears that survived,
Like rain that hangs in a chain,
I’ll neuter every man alive
To cut your eyes once again,
And the grave’s unmarked as mine,
So chaotic it seems to be,
Dying to steal you one last smile,
Mr. Sunshine is me…
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