The After - 塞壬唱片-MSR/Adam Gubman/Chris Mann/Sage X Price

Lyrics by：Adam Gubman/Sage X Price

Composed by：Adam Gubman

Arranged by：Adam Gubman

This costume fits

Bold colors let's express it

We'll paint it red

Cut deep a new aesthetic

Don't forget it

I am not a scripted actor

Not your puppet not my master

I can thrive my new creations

On the wings of ever afters

Inherent in the lack of breath

Your fallacies have led to this

Don't let it get to my head

Pause think instead

So I gotta take a minute in the thick of it

And reflect upon the story and the final twist

While the knife creates a door a sort of reclamation

I fear there is no joy in simple transformation

But a whisper in my ear from future selves becoming

More myself than I have been when I was just a nothing

When an orphan reeks of talent yet is wrought in sadnes

A solitaire a masterpiece a crimson shade of madness?

So I stuck to my ideals and watched you all unravel

And the years taught me to question every lie you'd peddle

And I knew that if I wanted change I had to meddle

Burnt it all right to the ground and it helped me settle

I am free

What I choose to be when I

Cut away the shadows holding back my dreams

And if I ever fail I'll be an idol still

I will rise renewed Creator

Slick precision artist's vision plant the seeds

And what will grow will grow while crimson flows

This is my duty to create enigmatic fate

Every picture that I've ever painted

Has been a twisted joke a way to comprehend my fate and

Now you're standing lonely with no troupe behind you

This is you exactly how I thought I'd find you

Tho your words and all your actions caused internal crisis

Tragodia I came to understand where I sit

And when you fall it's hard and wet and full of years of no regret

I question if it's really worth the pain your words beget

Your soul in debt despite a moments satiation the cold hell of manipulation

Does it take a shadow flickering with light to show me?

Or a flower bathed in white to dance to get me growing?

Does it take a blade to cut through all the lies forgotten

The soul's a tricky thing at times it can be rotten

Is it evil that I found you out and left you bleeding?

A bitter taste from all the bile when I helped stop you breathing?

Wandering Victoria with ghosts behind me

A sick parade of silence with my anger rising?

Sorry if I left you stunned and waiting in the lobby

Sorry if I wrote new lines all the old ones stale and corny

Sorry if the curtain opened up to shocking repertory

Intermissions over and we're wrapping up my story

I am free

What I choose to be when I

Cut away the shadows holding back my dreams

And if I ever fail I'll be an idol still

I will rise renewed Creator

Slick precision artist's vision plant the seeds

And what will grow will grow while crimson flows

This is my duty to create enigmatic fate

This is not an outro It's a new beginning

Not a win or lose it's about committing

This is my ovation as you make your exit

No revelation it's the prime directive

Stop thinking you're immune to a falling action

If you want a denumont I can make it happen

Now I take the pen and ink for a brand new chapter

Now I write the epilogue my forever after

I am making changes and you know the shoe fits

This is now my story I've created it I've CREATED IT