You write your sorrows in your drone machines
I cant read beyond your eyes to what you mean
You can tell me anything you'd like
Oh i need to know the tessellation of your lie
You fight the horrors in your rolling dreams
I cant seep into your dark soliloquy
Two fantasy lovers laud each other
Oh i used to yearn to burn your body like no other
I was your worst regret
I came in silhouettes
I was your worst regret
Im made of silhouettes
Tonight or tomorrow
I can read your empathy though unbeknownst to me
You forget i know those anxient eyes
You know its like their televised
I write my sorrows over and overnight
And i dont care to know your alibi
I was your worst regret
I came in silhouettes
I was your worst regret
Im made of silhouettes
