It's the house of silent screams
It's the house of this broken girl's dreams
How do you explain how opposites always
Bleed into each other
It's from passionate love into carnal hate
And, soon they are overlapping one another!
As I woke from the dream
Cloud number nine dissolved, it vanished
Crawled down to cloud six-something
From heaven for you, I was banished
Angel with ripped-up wings
A martyr, I crawled in desperate pain
A love slave, your love what it brings
I twirl in this madness pouring down, the rain
It's raining madness
Overlapped with sadness
I say I'm the sickest
But you say, ‘baby, I'm the baddest! '
And, I can't see with all this water flooding my eyes
I look for the monster in you
But once more, you're lost in your disguise
Faux saint, faux preacher
Faux Daddy, faux teacher
Father, Lord of the deep and darkest abyss
I can't seem to breathe
You take a shot, you never miss
Curled black smoke
Fills my lungs as I wheeze, I cough, and I choke
It's raining madness
Overlapped with sadness
I say I'm the sickest
But you say, ‘baby, I'm the baddest! '
It's raining madness
I'm the saddest
I know I'm the sickest
But baby, we both know you're the baddest.
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