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Single release 18 January 2025 - Available in all stores
Lipstick Shades
(Music & Lyrics by PJ Francis)
There’s this haze on your horizon,
where the truth and lies collide.
My world refracts in fragments,
through the lens of my own mind.
These colors twist and fold together,
what’s real, what’s imagined, I can’t tell.
Am I the painter or the painting?
Or just your prisoner in this shifting shell.
I walk through the fog,
I light you up as my guide.
What’s truth but an illusion,
a reflection of the tide?
The perfect twist, let's fade away,
forever doesn't exist, so let's part ways.
Your eyes deceive in subtle motions,
your sweet face is just a disguise.
Your stories woven by my emotions,
I'm building this illusion of you in front of my own eyes.
Everything that you tell me feels like an echo,
every thought I have feels like distant rain.
The truth is somewhere in between,
you drive me slowly insane.
We're breaking glass and shatter the frame,
pour me a bit more whiskey
so I can see the world beyond the game.
Is there any truth in you that won’t distort?
Cause every shard reveals a piece,
Cut me so I can no longer hold!
I walk through the fog,
I light you up as my guide.
What’s truth but an illusion,
a reflection of the tide?
The perfect twist, let's fade away,
forever doesn't exist, so let's part ways.
I see the way you look at me,
like I’m wearing someone else’s face.
Every word I speak feels hollow to you,
like I'm falling out of place.
Your questions hide in silence,
but your gaze is sharp as knives.
Am I the villain in your story,
or the ghost in your alibis?
You say the signs were always there,
a lipstick shade, a sideways glance.
Suspicion is a mirror,
and we’re both caught in its dance.
I see my reflection in your anger,
but it’s not who I want to be.
We're chasing ghosts in the shadows,
or is the ghost really me?
I walk through the fog,
I light you up as my guide.
What’s truth but an illusion,
a reflection of the tide?
The perfect twist, let's fade away,
forever doesn't exist, so let's part ways.
Did I cross the line, or did you move it?
Did I break the vow, or did you prove it?
Words become loaded questions,
and every answer is set on fire.
What’s the truth if we both doubt it?!
What’s love if it’s built on wires?!