Original lyrics

EN

It's safer travel by the deadbeat My kindest worlds are penned relief with predicted patience My Monsters My diabolical children One face disgraced - The other held in singular distaste And if I find myself inside the books upon my shelf such pointless energy A cautious and fragmented duel: my silence kills my writing skills One face disgraced - The other held in love's embrace And all live the low life - All the effort they give to me is endless And all live the low life - All the comfort they bring to me is endless It's a conscious thing to be a stepping stone We'll grind that thought into these devastated bones My tiny murderess My blackest widow A tired songstress One face disgraced - The other held in love's embrace