Take me on. I can’t turn back now.
Scars will stay. I will move on.
All the things I wanted to, I found I couldn’t do.
I found the strength within my grasp.
I saw things I shouldn’t see, in places I should not be.
I broke through the walls I should never past…at last.
Surreal sex appeal.
Well I wonder if I was even there.
Hiding in my shell, being so unaware.
My love is strangling, gasping for air.
How can I refuse my dreams if I don’t care?
I don’t care, don’t care, I really don’t.
Take me on.
You see that I can’t turn back now.
I wish I could somehow.
And the scars will stay never fade away.
I will move on anyhow.
Nature is calling me my machine is turning.
Seeing in a different light, sensing and observing.
All the people of the world, and all the beautiful girls.
Take me on.
You say that I can’t turn back now.
I wish I could somehow.
And the scars will stay never fade away.
I will move on anyhow.
All the things I’ve done before, I found I could ignore.
There was no loss within my trap.
You see when I wanted to be believed about all the things I’ve seen.
They said without stories there is no past.
We move on at last.
In this surreal sex appeal, you’re not supposed to feel.
Bow your head and play the game.
This is for you not shame.
Was it shocking who remembered?
Stalking what you deserved.
How did it end before the end?
And how was it so close to the nerve?
Six people entered the circle, two strangers and two friends.
Venture blindly into the circle never come out again.
Left with pieces of ourselves in places, we pity those we affect.
When a mirror does not make decisions, are we what we reflect?
Take me on.
Scars will stay, will stay, will stay.