Elison Jackson - Tragic Actress

Hey tragic actress, why are you stuck like glue on that mattress
Do you feel alone, on that cold throne
Do you see me as you once did back when you mattered

God-given misery, is that all my new life has to give me
You say on the dead receiver with dread
My eyes roll back in my head faster and faster

Oh spectral evidence, is it you who forces me this feeling of reverence
And infinite afflictions prescriptions and all my addictions
Oh I hope that the heartache pierces through more than your temples

Hey tragic actress, does the pride inside your head falter or flatter
Are you glad you left is your house still blessed
Does the curling highway shrink in that limitless skyway

Written by:
Samuel Perduta

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