Lyrics Second Person

Second Person

Metal

I see myself from many angles

This room has got so many mirrors

I am among an alphabet of angels

But nothing is at it appears

Sweet alchemy

Take away my misery

Sweet alchemy

Take away the agony I made for me

One by one the stars are going out

And the sun has no-one to laugh about

Less light in the candle chandelier

How low will I go before I disappear

How low will I go

Before I disappear

I am possessed of twin opinions

Each one lies heavy on my chest

I peel away at them like onion skins

But they continue to coexist

When I am sensible and settled

I'd like to try and wish him well

But when I'm full of heavy metal once again

All the pride inside me would give him hell

Sweet alchemy

Take away my misery

Sweet alchemy

Take away the agony I made for me

Heavy metal well it gets inside

No matter how decisively or nice you slice it

It insinuates until the driest ice

Has taken every synapse for its own devices

Throat is coated with these frozen crystals

Notes you hold are only broken whistles

Slick as sequins are the icicles glistening

I think his kisses were sick as strychnine

Sweet alchemy

Take away my misery

Sweet alchemy

Take away the agony I made for me