Under your knees – barely breathe – where do I hold? Where do you go? Go, go, no, no: Oh Angel, I could hardly tell if it was you underneath That veil of light. Yeah, it shines so bright. Is something Wrong? All of the sudden I slip into a faint fright What can I see? Blows in the devil's breeze It's a mean fiction (your heart) of the utmost stately Diction. I don't know why it won't go go (home) Bring it back. Bring it to glow whole whole Let me clarify a statement: is the Southern Belle a hate thing (yes) (oh yes) (product at oppression) Such a pretty picture. Drawn to look like hell (Don't it look like hell) Oh God, I'm stepping on toes As sure as the wind did blow: shut it off. Such a dark thing Where do you go when you go when you go Where do you go when you go when you go Oh I don't mind fallin' down But I know you don't know. Makes it white (wide) Makes it glow See it all burning away. Feel the coast close close Breaks it right, makes it whole Up to this point what did you a**ure? (Oh listen phil/feel) You'd be better if you don't (giving up) You can sing and make it sound pretty But with regards to the conscience/constance in this song (hmmm) There's few things more deplorable than the fiction Glamorized. The pastel shines beneath that evil smile Oh I don't mind fallin' down. But I Know you don't know. Makes it ride, makes it go And all your misery, it burns right through. Makes it white Makes it gold. And all your misery, it burns right through Makes it wide. Makes it glow. And all your misery it turns into Take it off. Break it off (my conscience whispers) Chew it up And out of nowhere, burn the pretty pictures Break it all (take it off) (taking off) Don't mind fallin' down And I know you don't know. Makes it wild Makes it go And all your misery it burns right through: Makes it wide. Makes a whole See you. Even when the light goes off alone Hold me when the lights go off. Keep it in the light cause All of it. Even when the light goes all the way away Will float its way away. Even when the light goes. Even If the light goes all the way. You told me you would take All my faults. You know for the next thing. Always Waiting but I don't know why. You're always Making every single lie – turn it into something on my own C'est la vie See it when the light goes off. Even with the light going off C'est la vie Can't see the language I guess you'll say You will break it I'll break it off. I don't know if I've made it, I don't know if I should be here I don't know if I should be here – don't have a choice . .