Nineteen Lies from Borrowed Time by Sunny Eve
Tracklist
| 4. | Nineteen Lies | 2:58 |
Lyrics
A house of glass, a bloom confined,
Kept in light but never free.
Fed deception, wrapped in lies,
A painted doll, a hollow plea.
Chains laced soft like silver thread,
Words like water, cold and deep.
I traced the veins along my skin,
Where something hidden learned to weep.
Nineteen years, nineteen lies,
Petals torn beneath their knives.
Eleven ghosts in fading light,
But I was never truly blind.
A garden bare, a stolen breath,
Plucked and pressed in hands unknown.
Bled into the earth like rain,
A bloom of sorrow overgrown.
My vessels, roots they tapped and drained,
Harvested cures in ruby streams.
But even in the strangled dark,
The buried past, it always bleeds.
Nineteen years, nineteen lies,
Petals torn beneath their knives.
Eleven ghosts in fading light,
But I was never truly blind.
Mirror eyes reflect the past!
A shattered name upon my lips!
They built me up, they locked me in!
But I was never theirs to fix!
Nineteen years, a ghostly bloom,
Now breaking through the cracks of stone.
No gods, no masters, no return—
Only embers left to burn.
