#fleurs captives

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝘰𝘰𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑙𝘰𝑠𝑒𝑑, 𝑤𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑒𝑟 𝘵ℎ𝑟𝘰𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑘𝑒𝑦 ℎ𝘰𝑙𝑒𝑠

Press you in the pages of a hardcover book

To dry like flowers and weeds

Peel your petals off and slowly pull them apart

To wrap in my bed sheets

To take you with me while I drift off to sleep

And assemble you inside of my dreams

On a soiled mattress, we drift to the attic

Where the dust collects on your long eyelashes

They say open up the window

And stand in the sunshine

But you hide in the shadows

'Cause the light goes right through you

You're a ghost, you're a ghost

You're a ghost, you're a ghost of my mind

We hide in the places where mice make their holes

Our skin getting cold under moth-eaten clothes

I feel my lips turn blue, I'd do anything to

Be held by you through the night

The doors are all closed, we peer through key holes

Tucked away in a place where flowers can't grow

Your skin turns to dust in my hands

And I'm left holding onto a pile of sand

They say open up the window

And stand in the sunshine

But you hide in the shadows

'Cause the light goes right through you

You're a ghost, you're a ghost