ultraviolet

I was covered in false images, just like God You give me the creeps Pretending to know how I really feel Even if I grasped something and used it to destroy the illusion And cool my feelings, it would be sheer stupidity I won’t pay attention to small fry For one such as I, affecting composure, to speak Is because I become angry easily, watching hawk-like for my chance "That's just your conceit, right?" I know you're right, but like- My breaths will surely grow smoky and appear on the things blocking my view They say that praying to be loved is a sin It has such a sweet scent Oncе we drink up the rippling cider, lеt’s say goodbye My thoughts have dried up. Where’s God in that? My rage and other such things vanished long ago But though I perform my act, I’m ignorant Still, this story is still going Because I wish for it to reach you I pledged a ceasefire. My personality peeled off and fell Because I am prepared to receive your disappointment I summoned the spring storm and then cried. My heart was wounded "That's just your conceit, right?" I know your right but like- My breaths will surely grow smoky and appear on the things blocking my view They say that praying to be loved is a sin It has such a sweet scent Once we drink up the rippling cider, let’s say goodbye I summoned you on purpose. I died—my heart rotted to nothing "That's just your conceit, right?'' I know your right but like- I told you, dummy I just want to breathe out my smoke And see you wake up They say that praying to be loved is a sin It has such a sweet scent Once we drink up the rippling cider, let’s say goodbye We’ll say goodbye and if we fall in love again, let’s smile together