Burning Airlines A Lexicon Lyrics

A Lexicon Lyrics

now the leeches are in love, 

and the serenade's begun. 

maybe you're the lucky one, 

but you can't trust a simple song. 

you're no fun. 



are we speeding to outrun identification? 

stoop for the honor, 

this pen's poison. 

defeated honorees trade self-made mythologies. 

who are these vampires, 

these ugly beauties? 



we are. 



we are steering by falling stars, 

swearing upon a lexicon of scars, 

but sweetest revenge never comes true. 



why sing it again? 

try something new. 



test for fatal deficits. 

prove to you that you exist.

part-time assassin, 

who's next on this list? 



we are. 



we are steering by falling stars, 

swearing upon a lexicon of scars, 

but sweetest revenge never comes true. 

why sing it again? 

try something new. 



if this is a curse, 

it christens you king midas in reverse 

without retinue, 



your mercenary faith begging for proof 

when sweetest revenge never comes true. 



why sing it again? 

why sing it again?