...Then I Defy You, Stars - The Receiving End Of Sirens

The apparitions tango to the sound of their heels tapping

A procession of prosthetic limbs and mannequins

They’re all perfect models of imperfection

With marrow made of cellophane

Strap on your ballroom best

Breathe in and don’t exhale

Oh, Juliet!

Oh, Juliet!

Deny your name, your father

Rearrange the cells that form my skin

See them through kaleidoscope eyes

Because everybody feigns sometimes

Blur your eyes

(Romeo)

Bend the lines

(Romeo)

Do you like what you see?

Oh, Romeo

Where art thou?

I’ve dressed up this canvas skin;

Painted something colorful

Self-inflicted surgery is now routine

It erases all traces of faces

Stretch me over this two-by-four skeleton

Where for art thou?

Where art thou?

I’ve dressed up this canvas skin;

Painted something colorful

(just for you)

Self-inflicted surgery is now routine

It erases all traces of faces

(we have all known; We have all owned)