Lyrics Yellow Dress - Pyrophoria

You can run but you can't hide
Sylvia Plath lied
It was not art when she died
Strife trägt ein Kleid
Strife ist gelb vor Neid
Strife that tastes like cyanide
Strife unspecified
Strife of plainness seeping inside
Strife of falling back in your stride
Strife ocean wide
Strife set to divide
You like a riptide
Where do you hide
Always Closed but Never dry eyed
Voll leid
Sichentscheid

What is it like to die
You think you sink
Like black ink
I do not go down I think
I am not a link
I am out of sync
I missed a wink
Throw it into a kitchen sink
Have another drink
Have another jinx
Chip at the Sphinx
The way out shrinks
I am distinct
Hope went extinct
Like an instinct
I'll keep this succinct
Life came and you blinked

Suicide
You decide
To subside
To hide
You alive
You cried
Move aside
Losing side
Judas lied
A glued divide
Review denied
Who revived
Who pried
Blue eyed
Flood tide
Bus ride
No plus side
She just typed
She must write
Es sonne scheint
Ich bin nicht
Ich bin nicht
Ich bin nicht
Von ich
Es sagte voll leid

The red hair the red hair
Who is she herr
Yellow dress
No longer there
Do you envy the truth or the dare
Ashes to ashes
Is exactly nowhere
Strife that makes us all aware
Strife that drives you not to care