by Nick Gisburne
The only thing she really wants is just a little peace
A moment of reflection, now and then
But nothing in his arrogance was born to bring release
He sinks her into suffering again
Her mind becomes a canvas for the crime
Her body is a playground for the pain
Dismissive of her cries
His twisted tongue denies
The solitude she needs to keep her sane
She used to be the life and soul, the centre of the world
But all the friends he found were thrown away
And when she took a step outside, his jealousy unfurled
A weak and worthless puppet for his play
Her mind becomes a canvas for the crime
Her body is a playground for the pain
Dismissive of her cries
His twisted tongue denies
The solitude she needs to keep her sane
She loved him once, before he made her cry
She loved him, but she can’t remember why
The only thing she knows is she has had enough of him
There isn’t any hope for what they had
She’s drowning in a sea of spite, but when she starts to swim
The simple answer doesn’t seem so bad
Her mind becomes a canvas for the crime
Her body is a playground for the pain
Dismissive of her cries
His twisted tongue denies
The solitude she needs to keep her sane
She loved him once, before he made her cry
She loved him, but tomorrow he will die
Her mind became a canvas for the crime
Her body was a playground for the pain
Dismissive of her cries
His bleeding body lies
Beneath her, no more sacred than a stain
The man who sent her silently insane
Dismissive of his cries
The bleeding body suffers as he dies
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
