Pretty Girls Make Graves - Pyrite Pedestal Lyrics

Once, while falling into approvals tricky arms
I saw esteem's corpse
Deafened by allure's sweet, sweet song
On Stygian shores

Affixed like I'm under a spell
That ain't even like myself
No - things are going to change
That starts today

It seems just yesterday I ate it up
Your yarns were dipped in gold
I swallowed them whole
The real tragedy is that your act is just boring and old

Back and forth with this disdain
That ain't even why I came
And when I scream
You want me crawling on my knees

I guess these days I'm someone else
I'm better off all by myself
These days I'm just somebody else