I'l Adore

Mother clutches the head of her dying son Anger and tears So many things to feel Sensitive boy, good with his hands No one mentions the unmentionable But everybody understands
Here in this cold white room
Tied up to these machines It's hard to imagine him as he used to be
Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen
Like the most amazing light show That you've ever seen Whirling, swirling, never blue How could you go and die What a lonely thing to do
Silence equals death
This is what they say But the anger and the tears Do not take the pain away How far must it go How near must it be Before it touches you Before it touches me
Here in this cold white room
Tied up to these machines It's hard to imagine life as it used to be
Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen
Like the most amazing light show That you've ever seen Whirling, swirling, never blue How could you go and die What a selfish thing to do
Did you ever ask their strangers what they're searching for
Did they laugh and tell you they're not really sure You were hurt by love but still you came right back for more
I'l adore
I'l adore I'l adore, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh
Thanks mum
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