Little Miss Doom & Gloom

This private mind

Too delicate for its own good

Every time a mirror's smashed

Someone erects another one

The only signs I believe

Rewinding when they couldn't see

Apocalyptic revelry

Calendar of X's

Six senses infiltrated

Still I try to see the kid in me

Make up a world of crashing down

And never ever burning

Make it in your mind enough

It will come to life enough

Existing before you came

Still there when the curtains close

But you have to keep at it

Can't let it be smashed or tagged

Keep the turkey in the bag

Cause someone's got a hammer

Maybe soon the dawn will comfort

Price to pay for fearing dusk

But if you look hard enough

A star can answer all your prayers

Dead dogs attract the best of us

The vile and the tempest-tossed

A soul flew off, a line was crossed

A nothing lay outlined in chalk

Sweaty products jutting from scissors

Sculpted by the only source

Which one are you

Which one are you

This apple tastes like a bible page

Drooping bells and cracked flowers

Show me how to disengage

Show me how to disengage