A lexicon de Burning Airlines

Now the leeches are in love, and the serenade's begun
maybe you're the lucky one, but you can't trust a simple song
you're no fun
are we speeding to outrun identification?
stoop for the honor, this pen's poison
defeated honorees trade self-made mythologies who are these vampires, these ugly beauties?
we are
we are steering by falling stars, swearing upon a lexicon of scars, but sweetest revenge never comes true
why sing it again?
try something new
test for fatal deficits
prove to you that you exist
part-time assassin, who's next on this list?
we are
we are steering by falling stars, swearing upon a lexicon of scars, but sweetest revenge never comes true
why sing it again?
try something new
if this is a curse, it christens you king midas in reverse without retinue, your mercenary faith begging for proof when sweetest revenge never comes true
why sing it again?
why sing it again?