"Hey, Pretty Girl. Time To Wake Up." lyrics

Beautiful softened skin
Elation lingers for better judgement to clearly see light
Reflecting off all the flaws, frames I'd cut around
The bitter taste of the pill, but still I'll drink

White wine spilled on red bedsheets
No one's the wiser
(A body in entropy)

Cynical hardened heart
Sedation lingering
Odors strong passion flower
But still I'll drink

Commissioned artwork of dirt
Can't keep my hands clean
I'm fucking driving the boat
Through a Sahara Sea

White wine spilled on red bedsheets
No one's the wiser (A body in entropy)
Shallow glass, it's still there
Burden of your skin
A breath of air that you can't release
A body in entropy

The second translucent gun
Fires off in the air
Silver bullet
Perforates my texture
Senses intuit
He said under his breath that I can follow him out
He's leaving nothing to chance, I assume
Dancing through your garden now
I feel worn by you
I feel worn by you

In keeping your eyes shut you'll reap what they've sewn
Abundant in excess, it's obvious
In keeping your eyes shut
Abundant, it's obvious
Pretend to be somebody else
Just like the film

White wine spilled on red bedsheets
No one's the wiser (A body in entropy)
Shallow glass, it's still there
Burden of your skin
A breath of air that you can't release
A body in entropy