Ivory Tower - Nova Twins

This is how the story goes

I am not the damsel

And you are not the hero

We just put on a good show

Losing feels a lot like winning

Losing but we’re first to finish

Smiling from our ivory tower

Wrapped in lace, embroiled in flowers

You don’t bring me flowers

Fragile limbs as light as a feather

Tight roping on the edge of tethers

Dwelling on dreams and midnight terrors

Nothing lasts, we secretly hope it’s forever

And ever

Losing feels a lot like winning

Losing but we’re first to finish

I’m singing but the sound’s diminished

I’m breathing but the air is thinning

Smiling from our ivory tower

Wrapped in scents, embroiled in flowers

Enchanted views but I feel powerless

Waiting till the midnight hour

As the moon gets slowly devoured

This is how the story goes

I am not the damsel

And you are not the hero

We just put on a good show