Paradise by crimesididntcommit

in this dysphoric grip, there's nothing new to hurt me with
less and less of me every day, i'm starting to fade away
in a haunted life, on dysphoric nights
i'm the ghost of a girl who was never alive
with my see-through eyes that are opened wide
i can't find paradise when i'm trapped inside
this body, this shell
this cell is my cold hell
in a prison of skin, where do i begin?
where do i begin?
in a haunted life, on dysphoric nights
i know it's all alright, 'cause i'll fade in time
in a waiting grave, in some better place
we don't cry about all the plans unmade
i'm made to fade away
melodies when i cry, melodies when you lie
when you say we will be back together in time
i'm the ghost of a girl who was never alive
born for some better place, born for some brighter time
born for some brighter time
glowing hands reach inside, and all they can find
are half-hearted lies that things will be better in time
it only gets worse, we find out
less and less of me every day, i'm starting to fade away
less and less of me every day as i fade away, as i fade away
in a haunted hall, as my heart starts to fall
lost inside your thrall between forgotten walls
a collapsing frame lost in cleansing flames
as they lick my face and i melt away
i know it, i know it always goes like this, la la la
goddamnit, i know it always ends like this, we sing:
"la la la"
i'm the ghost of a girl who was never alive
if you leave on a light i will sing goodnight to you
goodnight.

• Electronic
• darkwave
• goth
• industrial
• industrial darkwave
• synthpop
• Florida