Vermillion
She seems dressed in all the ringsOf past fatalitiesSo fragile yet so deviousShe continues to see itClimatic hands that pressHer temples and my chestEnter the night that she came homeForever
Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)
She is everything and moreThe solemn hypnoticMy Dahlia bathed in possessionShe is home to me
I get nervous, perverse, when I see her it's worseBut the stress is astoundingIt's now or never she's coming homeForever
Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)
Hard to say what caught my attentionFixed And crazy, Aphid AttractionCarve my name in my face, to recognizeSuch a pheromone cultUntill I realize
I won't let this build up inside of meI won't let this build up inside of meI won't let this build up inside of meI won't let this build up inside of me
(Yeah!)
I'm a slave, and I am a masterNo restraints and, unchecked collectorsI exist through my need, to self obligeShe is something in me, that I despise
I won't let this build up inside of meI won't let this build up inside of meI won't let this build up inside of meI won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of meI won't let this build up inside of meI won't let this build up inside of meI 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)