Ginesa Suite

Leave without a trace
Leave without a trace of blood
She permeates
Unto snappers flood her and embellish all the seas

This love was just a face
Just somebody you thought you could prove yourself to
Now you're emptier still
Flacking like a giant turning back to smile at me
Mmm, mmm, mmm

I know what's best for me
I, I know what's best for me

Your little birdies dead
And all her tunes have bled away
Silence is all that you can't hear
Just arguments, inquiries, decisions to end in tears

So then you lost your head
But they don't have a bed for you
So now you're stuck in the dirt and the grime
Married to the infinite eternity of time
Mmm, mmm, mmm

I know what's best for me
I, I know what's best for me