Not For Long - Athanasia

Could something really help him, help him wrestle free?

He’s tried many remedies

Where she goes he will follow

Imagining the sight

She’s there undressing in the candlelight of a cemetery nearby his side

First he looks, second reach, and third it’s all a blur

And she’s different every single time, like a ghost more every time

Why does she always go?

And why does she have to come back so soon?

If he was a righteous one he’d stay away from her deception

Maybe she can sing

Maybe she can dance

Maybe she can bring happiness

But not for long

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What’s the meaning of this love?

A bedroom and a bathtub

Go to sleep pretty thing

A little wishful thinking

She’s the candy in his full stomach

She’s the poison queen

Who sings a melody of flattery

Washes his hands clean of her

But there is nothing to stand for, nothing to stand for

She will sing and when she does shoot again he’s a house of cards

Why does she always go?

Why does she have to come back so soon?

If he was a righteous one

He’d stay away from her deception

Maybe she can sing

Maybe she can dance

Maybe she can bring happiness

But not for long

Not for long

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Not for long

Not for long

There are too many voices in his head

And God knows the anaesthetic

They’re never really ready to give up what they hold close

Why does she always go?

And why does she have to come back so soon?

If he was a righteous one

He’d stay away from her deception

Maybe she can sing

Maybe she can dance

Maybe she can bring happiness

But not for long

Maybe she can love

Maybe she can laugh

Maybe she can live in a daydream

But not for long

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