The Pygmalion Effect - Lyrics - Zeromancer

*** and gentlemen One in a million times You get closer to something Closer to something You get closer and it slips away, yeah Fading three dimensional ways While flies buzzing around your head I see you ghost-pale Sucking up To the black laced mirrors Much like a sapphire Wind-up angels Wind-up gods Wind-up big shots And wind-up dolls Aren't we all the same On borrowed time here The Grand prix of self destruction Remember who you are It's the effect you have on me Sinistar You're in a place you cannot escape Oh well It's your ninth circle of hell Torn up inside All torn up inside It's your shadow and a great big L The sapphire The Grand prix of self destruction Remember who you are It's the effect you have on me The Grand prix of self destruction Remember who you are It's the effect you have on me Sinistar Sinistar