Treatment (Run) Songtext
von Mirrors For Princes

Been seeking treatment
For a home-made disease
Big spoon, little woman
Scooping up with expertise
A potion to fix my needless disbeliefs
I chose you and I′ll choose you
Like a child chooses to weep

Mistaking limitations
For her own peace of mind
Think twice, little woman
Got left behind it's no surprise
A notion to feed my unhinged desires
I chose you and I′ll choose you
Like Rome chose to catch fire


I aim to lose the fight
So I offer you a truce
I knew I never stood a chance
So why deny the truth
I'll reproduce and try again
Put my hope in the youth
What kind of mother would I be
If not a one that's bruised

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Teeth are fleshing
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I aim to lose the fight
So I offer you a truce
I knew I never stood a chance
Against avant-garde abuse
I′ll reproduce and try again
Put my hope in the youth
What kind of mother would I be
If not a one that′s bruised