Desire Froze Here Paroles

Like we don't know
It's a siken scarlet simple bandaged
Tourniquet to keep the silence secret

Bending with every breeze, you're a
Tall disperate flower, you're a
Waving suicidal
Desolate hour

Pantomime
Is your tragedy
It's a thin line here between you sorrow
And your cunning

Desire, desire froze here
Just looks like love from a distance
Desire, desire froze here
Just the path of least resistance

Sooner or later time goes Pantomiming your tragedy
With the winter and the splinters
A disintegrating thing

Desire, desire froze here...