Phosphene from Phosphene by Peter Harder

Verse 1
My motivation has all but been taken
I love who you can be but not who you are
Your envious green a poison to serene
I can’t seem to escape until my visions dark

Pre-Chorus
Why live in the life
Where my ambitions come to an end
I’d rather reside
Where I can ascend yeah

Chorus
This aphrodisiac fell through
I knew it was too good to be true
I’m Frida Kahlo you’re my muse
In this utopia fashioned for two
And it’s a lie but every single night the
Music that I play for you is falling
But you just wont move
So I know it’s not what’s true
I’ll just fabricate my vision of you

Verse 2
I’ll never die if I block out the light
If I put on the pressure give into design
A fictitious scene born from modern phosphene
I just love who you are when I close both my eyes

Pre-Chorus
Why live in the life
Where my ambitions come to an end
I’d rather reside
Where I can ascend yeah

Chorus
This aphrodisiac fell through
I knew it was too good to be true
I’m Frida Kahlo you’re my muse
In this utopia fashioned for two
And it’s a lie but every single night the
Music that I play for you is falling
But you just wont move
So I know it’s not what’s true
I’ll just fabricate my vision of you

Bridge
Oh I feel
Oh I feel
House of ill repute like I’m the god of prostitu-
Shun the over bearing patterns from my visions until I rebuke the
Visions in my eyes where the pressure pulls the tide
I don’t fee you but I see you

Woah

Chorus
This aphrodisiac fell through
I knew it was too good to be true
I’m Frida Kahlo you’re my muse
In this utopia fashioned for two
And it’s a lie but every single night the
Music that I play for you is falling
But you just wont move
So I know it’s not what’s true
I’ll just fabricate my vision of you

Outro
House of ill repute like I’m the god of prostitu-
Shun the over bearing patterns from my visions until I rebuke the
Visions in my eyes where the pressure pulls the tide
I don’t fee you but I see you and I wish that you could read my mind

House of ill repute like I’m the god of prostitution
Block the over bearing patterns from my visions until I rebuke the
Visions in the sky where the pressure pulls my mind
I don’t fee you but I see you and I wish that you could read my mind

(Oh I feel)

• Pop
• alt pop
• pop
• Winnipeg