Guest
She seems dressed in all the rings Of past fatalities So fragile yet so devious She continues to see Climatic hands that press Her temples and my chest Enter the night that she came home (Forever) Oh (She’s the only one that makes me sad) She is everything and more The solemn hypnotic My Doll you’re bathed in possession She is home to me I get nervous, perverse When I see her, it’s worse But the stress is astounding It’s now or never She’s coming home (Forever) Oh (She’s the only one who makes me sad) Hard
