Vermilion - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

She seems dressed in all the rings of past fatalities

So fragile, yet so devious, she continues to see

Climatic hands that press her temples and my chest

Enter the night that she came home, forever

Oh, she's the only one that makes me sad

She is everything and more, the solemn hypnotic

My dahlia bathed in possession, huh, she is home to me

I get nervous, perverse, when I see her, it's worse, but the stress is astounding

It's now or never, she's comin' home, forever

Oh, she's the only one that makes me sad

(What am I doing here?)

(She's my imagination come alive)

(What am I doing? What am I doing here?)

(She's my imagination come alive)

(My imagination come alive, come alive)

Hard to say what got my attention

Fixed and crazy, aphid attraction

Carve my name in my face (Carve my name) to recognize

Such a pheromone cult (Terrorize) to terrorize

I won't let this build up inside of me

Yeah!

Oh, I'm a slave and I am a master

No restraints and unchecked collectors

I exist through my need (I exist) to self-oblige

She is something in me (I despise) that I despise

I won't let this build up inside of me

(I won't let this build up inside of me)

I won't let this build up inside of me (Won't let this build)

Won't let this build up inside of me (Won't let this build)

She isn't real

I can't make her real

She isn't real

I can't make her real

She isn't real (She isn't real)

Can't make her real (Can't make her real)

She isn't real (She isn't real)

Can't make her real