I dream of a dreamOf a thousand purpleRunning through my veinsKissing down my neck

I dream of a dreamOf a thousand blueLurking through my eyesDripping on my head

I think of the pain of the touchThe sensation of red coming outThe wet could not stop flushing downThe rose that stayed so strangely silent

I dream of a sudden turn of a sunlight that was making it way through the vibrating cityI imagine how much it would burn when they all come together and shine on only one objectI visualize the flames roaring so loud it becomes a wave that turns the whole town into dustWhich all happened before dawn

She enjoys creating things that make people feel uncomfortable She enjoys the discomfort she feels while making them But she doesn't enjoy drowning herself in the nothingness that keeps her awake every f*cking nightOr not completing anything at allI dream of a dreamOf a thousand blackIn my lady's partIn my lady's part