For what I believe is to be uncovered

And those I revere leave me filling hurried

The guise you perceive I can hardly bear shit

In lieu of a change I'll just have to wear it

Sick to my stomach

I must avert my eyes

For beauties far too haunting

I fly in sickened skies

Made ill from all my yearning

A meal for two

My endless discontent for never leaving my body

I could never be a girl like you

I had my fair warning there was plenty of clues

The warping of image

I must avert my eyes

For beauties far too haunting

I fly in sickened skies

Made ill from all my yearning

My jealousy its surrounding me

Tearing me apart and looks to steal the air I breath

I loath envy and its corrupting face

Taunting me to dream of things that I was born to chase

(repeats over last chorus)

I must avert my eyes

For beauties far too haunting

I fly in sickened skies

Made ill from all my yearning