Candles in My Room Revived

You won't feel sorry for me
We both know you've been thinking about it
Come dance and let loose on that trembling memory
That past evidence has no more living spirits
Apologize for making me, sailing on this sinking tear

That taste belongs to a scene that hasn't happened
It felt so real that I wanted to revive it
Oh mother, why am I so afraid of spiders?
Created my rules just to make the exceptions

Talk me out of it, break me, cause a candle in my room revived
My afternoon becomes crippled
Mistreat me, mistreat me, mistreat me
Cause you know I also want to die
My afternoon becomes crippled