Defense Mechanism

	The holy waters of the blackened seas
	A gulf that separated you and me
	The shadows as they weep
	A dog will chase its tail
	The beauty of creation is alien
	The solitude is your relief
	Sunlight through the wall
	Slamming of the door
	The snake curled up in sleep
	The rustle of the trees
	You swore you would return
	The hell is the others
	And the heaven is a hell
	It’s my own
	It’s my story
	All alone
	It’s a defense mechanism
	Fight or flight
	Doesn’t matter
	At least you’re not asleep
	Your debts are paid in silver
	And your last coin’s in the deep.
	You think you want a taste of madness?
	I think you know the taste of that wine…
	A tower shining white
	The stone within the plum
	Don’t you know what they know?
	The devil hates the sun
	The brewer of the liars
	Won’t need me for a while
	The killer wears a blue suit
	But I’m not wearing mine.
	Fight or flight
	It’s my own
	It’s my story
	All alone
	It’s a defense mechanism
	Watch them go by tired
	All these beggars
	Stage is soaked with sweat
	And waltzing dead men
	Whistling in alleys
	Carpool tomorrows
	Sealed and stamped with sorrow
	Wasted, wounded
	Now that I kissed her
	Canned chatter
	Burnout gold dust
	Bury the dagger
	Cain and Abel
	Thoreau
	Now that I kissed her
	It’s a defense mechanism

	The holy waters of the blackened seas
	A gulf that separated you and me
	The shadows as they weep
	A dog will chase its tail
	The beauty of creation is alien
	The solitude is your relief
	Sunlight through the wall
	Slamming of the door
	The snake curled up in sleep
	The rustle of the trees
	You swore you would return
	The hell is the others
	And the heaven is a hell
	It' s my own
	It' s my story
	All alone
	It' s a defense mechanism
	Fight or flight
	Doesn' t matter
	At least you' re not asleep
	Your debts are paid in silver
	And your last coin' s in the deep.
	You think you want a taste of madness?
	I think you know the taste of that wine
	A tower shining white
	The stone within the plum
	Don' t you know what they know?
	The devil hates the sun
	The brewer of the liars
	Won' t need me for a while
	The killer wears a blue suit
	But I' m not wearing mine.
	Fight or flight
	It' s my own
	It' s my story
	All alone
	It' s a defense mechanism
	Watch them go by tired
	All these beggars
	Stage is soaked with sweat
	And waltzing dead men
	Whistling in alleys
	Carpool tomorrows
	Sealed and stamped with sorrow
	Wasted, wounded
	Now that I kissed her
	Canned chatter
	Burnout gold dust
	Bury the dagger
	Cain and Abel
	Thoreau
	Now that I kissed her
	It' s a defense mechanism