Melancholyme

Oh, the eyes, so guiltless and cold Unwise, unloved and disowned The deadness and the suffocation The in-between makes no impression Melancholy me Eternal and complete Melancholy you Wrapped up in self-abuse Melancholy me Eternal and complete Melancholy you Wrapped up in self-abuse I remember days so slow and still When little happened but life was fulfilled The thrilling beauty of nothing to do Just left to imagine a world that we could rule Melancholy me Eternal and complete Melancholy you Wrapped up in self-abuse Melancholy me Eternal and complete Melancholy you Wrapped up in self-abuse Melancholy me Eternal and complete Melancholy you Wrapped up in self-abuse Melancholy me Eternal and complete Melancholy you Wrapped up in self-abuse