Cerce Sistine Chapel Lyrics Cerce lyrics

i stayed up all night trying to think of the "cutest" way
that i could possibly say the words to "win your heart,"
or a sentence that would impress.
but instead i'll just be frank, it's not that easy to say it to your face,
but I'd be a liar if I didn't say you're so fucking fake.

with fingers crawling on top of dry skin, is this what love / life / lust / spite feels like?
it used to be familiar but now we forget,
confusing comfort for happiness.


you tried to erase “me,” and all your precious memories from human history.

i took a month off to take care of myself but I'll make things worse in the meantime.
keep the parts that you like the most and collect them in a bookshelf with your fractured bones.
keep pretending and assuming and that you're concrete and ignore that you'll shatter with a single heartbeat,
or lack thereof, apparently, as you rip apart at the seams.
it's still getting harder to tell if you're helpless or just useless.