Sleeping With Sirens
Sleeping with sirens
My sweet song lured you into my bed
On that dark mysterious night
You were so fascinated by my seductive ways
In which I caressed your face with gentle hands
I was your wicked witch
Your queen of the damned
Such dangerous ripples went through your mind
For some, I will never understand
For I had mistaken you as the true king
That could rule a great land
Just not my kingdom
For it was not your destiny
You were not my prince charming
Coming to save a princess of distress
You found me as the dragon behind the wall
Ready to burn you at the stake
Like you burned through my soul
Ice cold in your speech
You were never apart of royalty
You have no honor to bestow
You are the jester
Entertainment to the harlots
I will not be incarcerated under lock and key
This much Is true, I am liberated of the life I won't
Continue With the one who played fool
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