The Vigilantes - Deformation
The Vigilantes
歌词
He made a glasshouse
In the shape of his favourite flower
Every day he water
The seed of my heart
Autumn winds
blowing in the midnight
cannot breathe, cannot breathe
Vapour drops
Condensed on the inside
It's my tears, It's my tears
Everyday he water
My heart with artificial colour
An accurate mixture
A secret formula
Deformed limbs
geometrical perfection
powerless, powerless
Poisoned blood
hue and saturation
never fade, never fade
To the shape you please
I grow, I grow, I grow
The glass will never break
I know, I know, I know