…it all in Diminutive The right to live No hope of anything Obscene is so obscure Do it again Stoic Ethics All the same Do it again Mosaic paints of pretty days Do it again Posture Crumbling…
Their little lies are not opaque It hurts me to admit I know it An remain stoic Pity is my favorite trait I crumble to the beating heart Alas, these arms that hold me tight Just for tonight [Chorus]…
…in a mystery straight out of our youth Well I'm finding that dramatics have lost their old appeal I play the part of stoic lover…