Cemetery burn me, scold me with your hand
Crush me, pound me, please make me understand
She still whispers to me, let me make you see
Understanding a foreign philosophy
Believe in me
Head for the sea
Let’s make believe
Just for fantasy
Cold heart, ice cube, pumpkin juice let them see
Wander aimlessly, cross paths, you and me
Cemetery cold burn, cold heart, carelessly
Pumpkin’s on the high rise, cool eyes, endlessly
Care for me
Let them see
Who is me
Just for fantasy
And we believe that we can stop the music
Stop the madness, stop the screams
And we believe, without a doubt
Of the fantasy that’s true
And your feelings will hold true
If you let them
Cold, careless shrug off, wander off, if you mean
That the woes in are dreams or just part of fantasy
River running madly, to the sea
Whispers, dreams, and screams just you and me
Believe in me
Believe in you
Art Credit to Jim Warren
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