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Edge of a Beautiful Lie
Velvet night, your shadow on my skin,
Every promise tastes like sin,
You said heaven’s just a fairytale —
I believed you when you pulled me in.
Your eyes, a sermon for the damned,
Sweet disaster in your hands,
Every prayer turns into smoke,
But I can’t stop breathing you in.
We’re saints in disguise,
Drunk on divine denial,
And when the angels cry —
We smile.
They call it a curse, but it feels like salvation,
Our love is the devil’s favorite hymn.
We’re dancing on the grave of every good intention,
I’d rather burn with you than sit with them.
You took me out of the good, into the real,
Right on the edge — of a beautiful lie.
Gold and ashes on your tongue,
Every word a loaded gun,
You say the truth is overrated —
I say we already begun.
Underneath your crimson veil,
Every secret learns to fail,
Heaven fell the night we touched,
And angels held their breath in pale.
Your love’s a ritual fire,
And I’m the offering still alive,
Between silk and sin —
I survive.
They call it a curse, but it feels like salvation,
Our love is the devil’s favorite hymn.
We’re dancing on the grave of every good intention,
I’d rather burn with you than sit with them.
You took me out of the good, into the real,
Right on the edge — of a beautiful lie.
If this is hell, then let it bloom,
I’ll wear your name like perfume.
In every scream, I find my truth —
Heaven never felt this close to you.
They call it a curse, but it feels like salvation,
Our love is the devil’s favorite hymn.
No saints survive this kind of temptation,
I’d rather fall again, again, again.
You took me out of the good, into the real,
Right on the edge —
Of a beautiful lie.