Higanbana milk tea Vane Lily (Ft. 诗岸(Shian))

Picking at flowers by the footsteps of your grave
Eating the thorns trapped in a monochromatic daze
They say it’s nature
No, I can just run away-

Wait, don’t go
Won’t you help me dissect my brain?


For a hardass
You’re rather strange
With your crucifix and mistress
You play quite the game

Like an actor
You know every way
To adorn your heart with broken shards
And hide the blame


So, for twenty-one fucking years
Have I been seeing mirrors?
‘Cause I see you in how I act
And it makes me gag

For twenty-one fucking years
Have I been seeing mirrors?
Now I’m starting to think that
God was never really real