She came from nowhere

she says read my thoughts
be the perfect stranger
but the deeper one digs
the further she runs
drags inside her mind

she's a rebel with chains
watching her shadow
play in the moonlight
i stare at the sky
to make the stars shine bright

i confessed her i am lazy
she said oh that's just fine
but perhaps i'm playing dead
let my image melt in her mind
taste the venom that flows within

she now says i'm alive
but we breathe the same air
behind the smog i see an image
of a beauty no one could handle
it sets the world ablaze

don't ask me where i'm from
she whispers with a grin
i take another shot
the aim is getting shaky
is the game becoming tame?

in the end...what is the end?
i start to turn on myself
in the end, it doesn't matter
for in the constant wave of change
for a moment, strangers melt