歌词
Unstoppable force and immovable object, repel one another when by chance colliding.
The Brownian-
Motion within this love potion, ensures our opinions are always dividing.
I am from
Mars my dear; you hail from
Venus. A meeting star-crossed like the
Sun and the
Moon. Destined to let this cruel world come between us.
Our last kiss eclipsed by a shadow at noon.
A rose that is built out of music by moonlight; petals stained ruby with nightingale blood.
Cast down in disgust to be crushed by a cart-wheel, because of mere trivia misunderstood.
We quest for a grail of illusive perfection, each hoping we'll find it some glorious day.
Yet gaze with remorse at our jaded reflection, that looks like
The Picture
Of Dorian
Gray. [Chorus:]
Siamese Twins who were joined at the heart.
Love's an affliction without a known remedy.
Blunt-bladed fate deemed to cleave us apart;
Emotional surgery pays no indemnity.
Some seek release with effete anaesthesia, others adapt to the role of sworn enemy.
You found nepenthe in cheap, sweet amnesia;
It was far easier losing my memory.
And the nightingale sang: "Sing love's lament with a thorn at your breast. Impaled by her barb; cruel and unforgiving. A million dead poets would gladly attest; heart-ache's a keepsake to remind us we're living." [Chorus:]
Siamese Twins who were joined at the heart.
Love's an affliction without a known remedy.
Blunt-bladed fate deemed to cleave us apart;
Emotional surgery pays no indemnity.
Some seek release with effete anaesthesia, others adapt to the role of sworn enemy.
You found nepenthe in cheap, sweet amnesia;
It was far easier losing my memory.
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