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Stroke

You want me
You want me
Want me to stroke your ego
Beg for it
Die for it mmm
I got the touch placebo
Nothing that you wouldn't do
Lie to get back in my room
'Cause that's what narcissists do
You want me
You want me
Want me to stroke
 
Say it's hard to breathe inside my ocean
I give you the deep but your still floating
You would let me drown to save your own life
Don't think I can't see your soul is soaking
 
It's always in my head
Everything is always about you
You tell me you're a book that I misread
You just wanna tell me what to do
 
You want me
You want me
Want me to stroke your ego
Beg for it
Die for it mmm
I got the touch placebo
Nothing that you wouldn't do
Lie to get back in my room
'Cause that's what narcissists do
You want me
You want me
Want me to stroke
 
Gather all your money make a symphony
I looked it over and the thing got steeper
And even though you wanted me sweet you could call me savory
You're treading water and the thing got deeper
 
It's always in my head
Everything is always about you
(You used to get it on the low)
You tell me you're a book that I misread
(You always said I was your type)
(You said you got it down below)
You just wanna tell me what to do
(You wanna give it to me right)
 
Tell me you're so good at it
Good at it
You say you don't wanna quit
And you
You say you won't run out of love
Out of love
Say you got enough of it for two
I'm ended up
You been invited
You been telling me - now I'm afraid
You running up to the table invited
You want a taste of my own lemonade
 
You want me
You want me
Want me to stroke your ego
Beg for it
Die for it mmm
I got the touch placebo
Nothing that you wouldn't do
Lie to get back in my room
'Cause that's what narcissists do
You want me
You want me
Want me to stroke
 

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An Execution

This is what she saw
 
The unsuspecting horse was held fast to the ground
Whilst some soldiers slit open its belly
 
The guilty gypsy was shoved inside the horse's belly
With only his head protruding from the dying beast
 
Another soldier then sewed up the wound with the culprit inside
Condemned to die, along with the putrefying animal, screaming
 
The young countess looked up, barely restraining a giggle
 

Another Dimension

I don't know what's going on, I feel sad
This place is full of people but no smile
I just don't wanna talk, I'm sick to seem glad
This impression to be alone in this wildlife
 
This universe is not for me, I need another dimension
 
I'm falling, I'm struggling
To find hope somewhere to stay alive
I'm crying, I'm fighting
Maybe I'm not the weak if I end this life
 
Like a ghost in the middle of this crowd
I walk around and realize I'm the divide
I don't want to stop thinking and become blind
To be this faceless person with no mind
 
This universe is not for me, I need another dimension
Like the rest of the world is the time lapse, and I'm the slow motion
 
I'm falling, I'm struggling
To find hope somewhere to stay alive
I'm crying, I'm fighting
Maybe I'm not the weak if I end this life
 
I'm sure nothing will ever fill this emptiness
Wherever I roam I don't find happiness
 
I'm falling, I'm struggling
I'm crying, I'm fighting
 
I'm falling I'm struggling
To find hope somewhere to stay alive
I'm crying I'm fighting
Maybe I'm not the weak if I end this life
 
I'm falling, I'm struggling
I'm crying, I'm fighting
 

Sir Orfeo

Sir Orfeo was a valiant knight
A knight of high degree
He fell in love with a lady fair
Beneath the orchard tree
 
He played upon his harp so sweet
His voice was pure and true
And she has fallen deep in love
With brave Sir Orfeo
 
As it fell out all on a day
The sun was riding high
This lady took a pleasant sleep
Beneath the orchard tree
 
But as she lay a-sleeping there
She dreamed a dreadful dream:
The King of the elves stole her away
To take her for his queen
 
The oak and the ash and the bonny apple tree
All blossom and bloom in my own country
 
Sir Orfeo is a-hunting gone
Down in the woods so green
A-picking flowers and berries so sweet
To take unto his queen
 
And as the sun was setting low
To the garden he's come home
A-calling for his own true love
But true love he found none
 
A-searching high and searching low
For fifty days went he
Until at last he wept and mourned
Beneath the orchard tree
 
The oak and the ash and the bonny apple tree
All blossom and bloom in my own country
 
Sir Orfeo is a-wandering gone
Down in the woods so green
A-weeping long and weeping sore
For his poor lost stolen queen
 
No costly robes upon his back
No signs of wealth or pride
Nought but rags and leather bags
And his harp down by his side
 
Sir Orfeo is a-wandering gone
Through ice and rain and sleet
His beard has grown so long and grey
That it twists about his feet
 
His nails are grown like ravens' claws
His hair like knotted oak
For years he wept and sang his song
But not one word he spoke
 
The oak and the ash and the bonny apple tree
All blossom and bloom in my own country
 
One day as he played on his harp so sweet
And sang his sad refrain
There came a host from Elfinland
All in their fairy train
 
The King of Elfland blew his horn
To make the elf train go
But as they passed, a fearful sight
Saw brave Sir Orfeo
 
For in the midst of the elfin host
Locked in a cage so strong
He saw his love imprisoned there
All among the elven throng
 
And filled with fear and love and hope
And hatred for his foe
To follow that deadly elven train
Rode brave Sir Orfeo
 
The oak and the ash and the bonny apple tree
All blossom and bloom in my own country
 
There fifty lords and ladies fair
Stood in the elven hall
There's not one soul can please the King
When he for music calls
 
There's not one soul can please the King
When he calls for a song
Up stands our brave Sir Orfeo
'I won't detain you long'
 
He played upon his harp so sweet
His voice was pure and true
The finest song in all the land
Played brave Sir Orfeo
 
“Your music so entrances me
The gift I must repay
Name now your prize in all this land:
Your choice I must obey'
 
“I'll take not land, nor jewels nor gold
Nor yet your steed to ride
But this fair lady I do claim
For she is my love and bride'
 
The oak and the ash and the bonny apple tree
All blossom and bloom in my own country
 
Sir Orfeo is a-riding gone
With his bride all by his side
They rode till they came to his castle wall
“Our Lady's home,” he cried
 
There's twenty guards drew fast around
To lift the lady down
They've dragged our brave Sir Orfeo
To be locked fast underground
 
There's not one soul believes his tale
Or sees through his rough disguise
They've locked him fast in prison strong
Despite his lady's cries
 
Then up and stepped a little foot page
To test the tale so true
He gave him a harp and bid him to play
Sir Orfeo's own tune
 
He's played upon his harp so sweet
His voice was pure and true
Up spoke the court in one accord
To greet Sir Orfeo
 
They filled the hall with music fair
The tables weighed with food
For fifty days and fifty nights
They blessed all that was good
 
The oak and the ash and the bonny apple tree
All blossom and bloom in my own country
 

Oblivious Dreams

Shot myself in the heart today
The boards o'er my love, she went
Entered you like the holy ghost
I was the only one, your way, your truth to your life
 
Don't you know that I'm already fed?
We held a feast when you came back from the dead
 
This loss was so obscene
Look away, oblivious dreams
 
Oh, I'll show you what it takes
Oh, I'll show you what it takes
(Oh, I'm not the one you've been looking for)
(Is that the same discarded whore?)
Oh, we'll not be taken for
I'll see you when all of this is over
 
House of love, there can be no wrong
The feelings here have never been so (strong)
Touched your lips for the thousandth time
It was a grimsome dream in a world devoid of life
 
Don't you know that I'm already fed?
We held a feast when you came back from the dead
 
Oh, I'll show you what it takes
Oh, I'll show you what it takes
(Oh, I'm not the one you've been looking for)
(Is that the same discarded whore?)
Oh, we'll not be taken for
I'll see you when all of this is over
 
Oh, I'll show you what it takes
Oh, I'll show you what it takes
Oh, I'm not the one you've been crawling for
The sad and the same that the Babylonians killed
 
I'll see you when it all is over
Over, over
I'll see you when it all is over
Over, over