Forget me, dear!
Your angel by the bed is tired of the view, He’s watched you chase the night, but never saw what's true. No icons on the wall can wipe your fate away, You’ll walk that cursed road alone—come break of day. Your path, your painted heaven with flowers in your hand, A carousel of faces, of smiles that never stand. No money, gift, or pleasure can calm the storm inside, What you have always searched for—will never coincide. You lit the fuse and laughed, not seeing where it leads... A thousand hollow hearts… and none can stop the bleed. You got hooked on the needle, the fire, the flame, Smoky cocktails and shadows—no faces, no names. Madness and dopamine sing you to sleep, You shine for a moment… then fall cold and deep. And I won’t be there… no, I won’t be near— So walk on alone now… forget me, dear. You played with fire and ice, in every stranger’s bed, But churches aren't for healing what’s already dead. You can’t just wash the past, or turn the pain to peace, This story has no savior, no cure, no sweet release. You scream into the dark, but silence answers back, You’re chasing all the light you burned to bitter black… You got hooked on the needle, the fire, the flame, Smoky cocktails and shadows—no faces, no names. Madness and dopamine sing you to sleep, You shine for a moment… then fall cold and deep. And I won’t be there… no, I won’t be near— So walk on alone now… forget me, dear. Yeah, walk on alone now… forget me, dear.
Your angel by the bed is tired of the view, He’s watched you chase the night, but never saw what's true. No icons on the wall can wipe your fate away, You’ll walk that cursed road alone—come break of day. Your path, your painted heaven with flowers in your hand, A carousel of faces, of smiles that never stand. No money, gift, or pleasure can calm the storm inside, What you have always searched for—will never coincide. You lit the fuse and laughed, not seeing where it leads... A thousand hollow hearts… and none can stop the bleed. You got hooked on the needle, the fire, the flame, Smoky cocktails and shadows—no faces, no names. Madness and dopamine sing you to sleep, You shine for a moment… then fall cold and deep. And I won’t be there… no, I won’t be near— So walk on alone now… forget me, dear. You played with fire and ice, in every stranger’s bed, But churches aren't for healing what’s already dead. You can’t just wash the past, or turn the pain to peace, This story has no savior, no cure, no sweet release. You scream into the dark, but silence answers back, You’re chasing all the light you burned to bitter black… You got hooked on the needle, the fire, the flame, Smoky cocktails and shadows—no faces, no names. Madness and dopamine sing you to sleep, You shine for a moment… then fall cold and deep. And I won’t be there… no, I won’t be near— So walk on alone now… forget me, dear. Yeah, walk on alone now… forget me, dear.