Vermilion

She seems dressed in all the rings of past fatalities

So fragile yet so devious, she continues to see it

Climatic hands that press her temples and my chest

Enter the night that she came home forever, scream

Yeah

What am I doing here?

She's my imagination come alive

What am I doing, what am I doing here?

She's my imagination come alive

What am I doing, what am I doing here?

She's my imagination come alive

She is everything and more, the solemn hypnotic

My Dahlia bathed in possession, she is home to me

I get nervous, perverse, when I see her it's worse

But the stress is astounding

It's now or never she's coming home

Forever

She's the only one that makes me sad

What am I doing here?

She's my imagination come alive

What am I doing, what am I doing here?

She's my imagination come alive

My imagination come alive, come alive

Hard to say what caught my attention

Vixen crazy, aphid attraction

Carve my name in my face to recognize

Such a pheromone cult to terrorize

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

Mi familia

Make some fucking noise

I'm a slave, and I am a master

No restraints and unchecked collectors

I exist through my need to self-oblige

She is something in me that I despise

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

She isn't real

I can't make her real

She isn't real

I can't make her real

She isn't real

I can't make her real

She isn't real

I can't make her real