Black hearts shatter pure pleasure
Another song waiting to be made
Is it better to be a chance of a lifetime
An example of midnight reveries
Under that pale moonlight we call dreams
Hey, is it odd to say this now?
I can't recall the time I flew
The time that I almost knew
When to stop dreaming
Thinking of the reasons how
Chance can ruin this for us
Should I be cautious about the way I say it
Cause you might find it a little bit hypnotic
Call me an illusion
Something you can wear
Underneath your skin
Buried beneath your hair
The universe has spoken
I'm a simple abomination
A human form of imagination
Hiding under this dull disguise
Unraveling before your very eyes
Sit tight cause we're going on an adventure
Something life can never measure
If you get frightened
There's no need to be
Black is the only thing waiting for me