Lyrics Amelia - BLACKMAIL

Amelia

I’m having a picture
To get me down
Demoniac fictions
Since I left this town
Parabolic addiction
And now I get the crown
Hold on to your seat
We’re going down
I’m caressing my victims
Elicit what you seek
Still obtaining experience
That put me to the peak
Hold on to your seat
We’re going down
Hold on to your seat
We’re going down
Let’s see what’s over the galaxy
I wish you were here with me
And believe in what we will see
I’m appeasing your wisdom
Of borders you exceed
And I’m the creep of conviction
Filtrating fallacies
Hold on to your seat
Slow down
Let’s see what’s over the galaxy
I wish you were here with me
And believe in what we will see