Narcissus - Marc and the Mambas

In the haven of your bedroom

You were always filled with power

Petals breaking from your fingers

I have a vision of you

Narcissus to a flower

The tips burst through the brittle skin

Disturb the tranquil days you swing

But nothing really matters much

You’ve forgot how to feel like people feel

Your lips are sealed

Your lips are sealed

You whisper

Never know me

Never need me

Trapped like a cat

In the branch of a tree

As you hold yourself tight

In the cold, empty bed

Just you and yourself

And your fist for a friend

Swaying secluded

Deep down in your head

Dream lover

I don’t want to dream alone