Drops of Decadence - Memoira

Never been so in tune with sin before

Morality trapped inside revolving door

But what good did that ever have in store?

I want you to burn me to the core

I bleed so I have to hurt you

With the armours still intact

Heighten my senses and

Pain them black

Can’t bring myself to believe in deliverance

So I hide an empire behind the blue

Wait for you to dig deeper and deeper to

Million miles an hour against the tidal wave

Feel the drops of decadence

Oozing away

Pure gone obsolete and distained

Escaping daylight in your eyes

Makes me realize that I’m the beautiful lie

I’m sure you didn’t mean it that way

Yeah I’m not entitled but I’ll beg you to stay

Twisted wrist still clutches to your name

Can’t bring myself to return to innocence

The taste of you still lingers in me

It pins me down, tormenting me, so bittersweet

Million miles an hour against the tidal wave

Feel the drops of decadence

Feeding my crave

Million miles an hour against the tidal wave

Feel the drops of decadence

Oozing away

So obsolete and distained

Million miles an hour against the tidal wave

Feel the drops of decadence

Oozing away

And I believe

In another dawn for you and me

Until then I’m satisfied

Remaining profaned

So obsolete and distained