Mistress of Dreams - Praga Khan

Mistress of dreams

In your desolated place of plexus misery

Sweet neon queen

In your isolated world that’s build on secrecy

Each day she fills a fantasy

Each day she satisfies their dark perverted needs

She lights another cigarette blackening her lungs

So they might match her broken heart

Mistress of dreams

In your desolated place of plexus misery

Sweet neon queen

In your isolated world that’s build on secrecy

Her childhood dreams are all washed away

Flushed down the dirty toilet of her lunacy

Selling her body in the streets longing for yet another

Sweet narcotic dream

Mistress of dreams

In your desolated place of plexus misery

Sweet neon queen

In your isolated world that’s build on secrecy