A Cynic's Taste - Paisley Pink, Alexandra

I’m breaking down

Like the rain

Like my worries on a windy summer day

What else, it’s all the same

Can you help me

Can you help me feel okay?

Take the other

Your golden rings

I need you, I need you

I bleed too

Kiss me gently

On my forehead

I need you, I need you

I bleed too

Ooh, ooh

I’m no hypocrite

I’m ashamed

A path, it will soon be paved

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

I’m no hypocrite

I’m ashamed

A path, it will soon be paved

I’m swimming down

In the deep

Like a mermaid

And she needs no air to breath

My escapes

Are all the same

Can you help me

Can you hlp me feel okay?

Take the othr

Your golden rings

I need you, I need you

I bleed too

Kiss me gently

On my forehead

I need you, I need you

I bleed too

Ooh, ooh

I’m no hypocrite

I’m ashamed

A path, it will soon be paved

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

I’m no hypocrite

I’m ashamed

A path, it will soon be paved

Take the other

Your golden rings

I need you, I need you

I bleed too

Kiss me gently

On my forehead

I need you, I need you

I bleed too