Perfume Video (MV)

Silky soft lavender,
In the gale force
That takes my soul.
It is the strangest vigor,
That guided my hopes,
Yet nothing spoke.
Manifests in to bitter rot,
It's feathers form an
Abstract symbol.
Scent is the thing
That comes to see me
Every time I feel alive.
As if all the men I longed
For used the same perfume.
The one that rubs out.
Every zest and zing
Punched out, all the
Things I've done for my life.
Mother can't save me now.
Daddy never took his
Belonged function.
Damask roses assemble,
They signal the start.
For all I have done,
I can't resist this decimating
Part.