Le Fleurs du Mal Lyrics

There's rosemary, that's for remembrance,
And there's pansies, that's for thought
The one seems inappropriate,
The other comes to naught

There's fennel for me and columbines
A shiver down my spine
How bittersweet such laurels seem
To such a black soul as mine

Rues and daisies make up my crown
With withered violets wrought,
A shiver down my cursed spine
By mine own conscience caught

Far from the truth
You wouldn't believe this at all.
Forbidden fruit flavoured walls cave in.

Trust me on that
I never know when it's enough.
I'll never know why I did that.

Just go ahead
Switch off. Switch on. Repeat.
We'll all go down in a blur.

Thirst-stained hands
Will never O never be clean.
The serpent smiles as I sin.

Fool everlasting
Born deprived of backbone
Faithless bastard
I declare myself unclean

I'm not so sure about myself anymore

Look not so pale ? I tell you yet again
What's done cannot be undone
Yet I do repent me of my sins
Once more it's the foul fiend that wins

Flowers picked for our demise
Nights are pierced by midlife cries

I'm not so sure about myself anymore
The ice is thin, they say, how right they are
And here I am, I've put on weight, and I am
Just not so sure about myself anymore

I'm not so sure about myself anymore / I wish I knew? I wish I knew
A bunch of flowers and a room without a door
I should have known, it's not like it never happened before

Twisting the knife slowly
Picking flowers for my own grave

I'm not so sure about myself anymore
That much I know.