Mirror of desire
You people are mistaken
If your love burns hotter
Then all the world is faking
For a love to fade
Such a lonely high
I'll see you on your way
A song before we die
Bind my hands
I feel dead inside
Demon's eyes
A fear of the night
Take my pride
Throw it on the pyre
Blinded by a love I can't describe
CHORUS:
I will always be the precious thorn in your side
I will never live a righteous or a pious life
I will always be a phantom in the public eye
I will never see your figure in the morning light
I will always seek the answers that we couldn't find
I will always be suspicious of the daily grind