Come And Play

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I watch them stare in awe at the scholar
But oh what a dreadful waste
You could be up there with the greats
You can't sleep in your bed; is it true what you read?
Who'll remember you when you're dead?
Well, your bags are full but it seems your paper's blank

Many textures has the painting
Would you swap your motorcars
For darker days and deeper scars?
We are safe and secure with the fist of the law
If we tread the path that's been trodden before
And flush the chain on the sinister and strange

She takes stock of the days, they say that she's crazy
Should be locked in a padded cell
Strapped to a chair, strip her memory bare
Of the things she thought she felt back then
There are days she hates him, and days she feels great
And days away that I'd best not mention
But she seems so sweet when she asks you to come and play

And your pretty eyes tell me you're a witch
I dreamt that I lit the pyre
And cheered with glee as you burned alive
On a leash at your side, like a dog to the guide
I'd love to assist you in your suicide
Let us dance together on the shattered glass my friend

She takes stock of the days, they say that she's crazy
Should be locked in a padded cell
Strapped to a chair, strip her memory bare
Of the things she thought she felt back then
There are days she hates him, and days she feels great
And days away that I'd best not mention
But she seems so sweet when she asks you to come and play

I swear I tasted blood in your wine (You pull me close to you)
I swear I tasted flesh in your bread (You push me away)
I thought I saw you walk on water (You pull me close to you)
I thought I saw you raise the dead (You push me away)

This sign says 'Danger: do not feed'
Behind the bars inside the zoo
The creature could be only you
You looked wounded to me, so helpless and weak
And in the lock I placed the key
And you took me for a swim in molten lava

She takes stock of the days, they say that she's crazy
Should be locked in a padded cell
Strapped to a chair, strip her memory bare
Of the things she thought she felt back then
There are days she hates him, and days she feels great
And days away that I'd best not mention
But she seems so sweet when she asks you to come and play