She seems dressed in all the rings, of past fatalities <br />So fragile, yet so devious, she continues to see <br />Climatic hands that press her temples and my chest <br />Enter the night that she came home, forever <br /> <br />Oh... <br />She's the only one that makes me sad! <br /> <br />She is everything and more, the solemn hypnotic <br />My dahlia, bathed in possession, she is home to me <br />I get nervous, perverse when I see her it's worse <br />But the stress is astounding <br />It's now or never, she's coming home, forever <br /> <br />Oh... <br />She's the only one that makes me sad! <br /> <br />Hard to say what caught my attention <br />Fixed and crazy, aphid attraction <br />Carve my name in my face...to recognize <br />Such a pheromone cult to terrorize <br /> <br />I won't let this build up inside of me... <br /> <br />I'm a slave and I am a master <br />No restraints and unchecked collectors <br />I exist through my need to self-oblige <br />She is something in me that I despise <br />I won't let this build up inside of me... <br /> <br />She isn't real, I can't make her real
