##babylon Songtext
von Lizzy Price

-And
(I can′t see in front of my face...)

All this white marble tile looks like Babylon
I'm so high that I can close my eyes and see beyond
All this candy′s fake
I just noclipped past the skybox
They just got behind me
I hope they don't turn the siren on

(That is all. Good day, Mrs. Price)
(How much blood will you shed to stay alive?)


And I still don't know just what you told to him
Or if you′d say those words out loud
Or if you smell the cinnamon
I wish you′d talk to me
But I can barely speak
Guess it's that time of year
My personality leaks
Girl can you taste the butterscotch
Can you even see
If you can open up your mouth
Can you even breathe
Is there still even a chair
Can you even think
Can a ship in a bottle ever really sink

(Victoria is not here right now and that is her screaming)

Once you are in hell
Only the devil can help you out
(Seems kinda dubious to me, no?)
(What I am about to do has not been approved by the Vatican)
(Seraphim moment)