Shine like sincerity
So bright that no one sees you
Cloud up their clarity then run them through
They’ll give you everything
Go blind so they can see you
Praise in sincerity to this they’re true
Oh my paper rose
Strike a borrowed pose
And they’ll never know your frail truth
Did you really mean it?
Did you really feel it? That black
Heart attack, heart attack
Never did you mean it
Someone would believe it
I’m not coming back, coming back
I’m not
I heard you speak a name
One you cannot relate to
One who would die from shame
Aligned to you
Came from your filthy mouth
That thing does not deserve to
Be smeared by those dirty lips
You pass them through
Oh my paper rose
Strike a borrowed pose
And they’ll never know your frail truth
Your frail truth
Did you really mean it?
Did you really feel it? That black
Heart attack, heart attack
Never did you mean it
Someone would believe it
I’m not coming back, coming back
You’re so clever
How could you ever
Mistake the replica, mistake the replica
You’re so clever
How could you ever
Mistake the replica, mistake the replica
For the real thing, the real thing
Did you really mean it?
Did you really feel it? That black
Heart attack, heart attack
Never did you mean it
Someone would believe it
I’m not coming back, coming back