Dangerous - Son Lux

Are you dangerous?

With your measure of proof

Thoughts are slivers of gold

Abscond with the truth

How does it feel

To be your own deceiver?

Signals raised

Then lost to the aether

We’re rest assured

The dead are true believers

Rest assured

We are all believers

Are you dangerous?

Found your way to my bed

Spent fewer nights with an end

Then I do with the dead

How am I supposed to run?

Now, am I supposed to run?

I watch you fall

Hollow and depleted

A city raised

Oh, to bury you beneath it

The best indoor

With the dead, our true believers

Rest assured

We are all believers

Are you dangerous?

Carved right into my bed

Quick lobotomy

Then left me for dead

How am I supposed to seer?

Don’t know the melodies

But all the void behind my teeth