The Bipolar Disorder Project - Mannequin (feat. Andrei Oltean)

Neath blackened hair
My lover weeps
Pining to drown in my embrace

Strapped on to a chair
The darkness creeps
Plotting escape in fleeting grace

She packages her pain
A gift with a bow
For her mom and dad to behold

A blast for all the sane
Left to reap what you sow
One lonely seed left in the cold

Pacing up and down the hallway
Close your eyes and jump into the fray
Love me in everyone's dismay
Find me when there is nothing left to say

An empty vessel in the sand
A ghostly drought across the land
The burning sun scorching the sky
Just let it die.

Oh so cold
Your little soul
Can you see?
My fire in the dark

When you fold
The knell will toll
You'll be free
Find your way into my heart

Quench your sorrow
Wear your gown
And walk
Right into my embrace

By the morrow
We'll go down
And lock
What's keeping you in place

The rattling keys
The signal sounding
The wind in your knees
The head drum pounding
Now you're jumping throgh hoops
Trying to find the noose
My shadow looms
As your spirit comes loose

Pacing up and down the hallway
Close your eyes and jump into the fray
Love me in everyone's dismay
Find me when there is nothing left to say

Call the sharlatans on their bluff
When that which they love has ended up dead
Many had cared, just not enough
Fade to black to the siren in your head

Written by:
Robert Cotoros

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