Lyrics: They say flowers fade and their beauty can't be weighed with flowers so fake It's all because the way things are made live on lies that fabricate Antipathy world I'll raise, right away, my umbrella that will shade my body from rain Now dampened by the pain, can't escape, here my bangs and heart remain All the trouble I face Before I knew, it withers way too soon, that one word that rings true And now, a fruit will bloom in my heart I can't move Within the mirror's sight, there's a painting inside A sign of "makeup" lighting the loss in my life Papapparapappararappappa Let's play this game where we count the riddles that we made Tatattaratattararattatta Why stay, why stay in this place and dance the night away? I just can't see the simple things I can't keep What am I supposed to be? Shaken by the hand of night, it seems, stirring in a dream, like your love for me (It's leaving, it's leaving) I would cry and weep without a "bye" as I grieve Phony, phony, phony Still tangled up in lies, I see I'm just a fake, phony Antipathy world Before I knew, the sky, so very blue, joined an ugly old tune My colored view of you breaks away what you do Within the mirror's sight, there, l'm missing inside There lies a "fake" that's hiding the truth they can't find I say, why live and stay where everybody craves that thing known as love that will only bring us pain? I play and swim today as I am left behind in every way by the train So dance the night away and Papparapappararappappa We meant pretense as we sang with riddles in the end Tatattaratattararattatta Why then, why then does it hurt so much right here again? I just can't change the days I only feel pain I can't escape this wave of limitless rain I would cry and weep without a "bye" as l grieve Phony, phony, phony Still tangled up in lies, I see you leave I just can't see the simple things I can't keep What am I supposed to be? Shaken by the hand of night, it seems, stirring in a dream, like your love for me (It's leaving, it's leaving) I will sigh and breathe a little "bye" as I grieve Phony, phony, phony Still tangled up in lies, I see I'm just a fake, phony Just flowers that deceive, they keep this secret, fake, phony
I have to say one thing. this hits so hard ,yes. but in the part when he says "why then does it hurt so much right here with dad" says more about alastor having a abusive father in his human life. the father that killed his mother that he killed.
