Effigy (May 2024)

If I had a gun

would I press it against my chest?

What would I want?

If I did, did I would?

Would I want to pull the trigger

Just to watch how it bleeds?

Just to see if my blood is still red when

Black fills the heart of me

(Chorus)

Would the jewels paint the world?

Would I think

“Is this all thats left of me?”

Would the floor be cold and hard?

Or would i be relieved?

And just be relieved.

If i had a gun

How would i change the world?

If i point it at you

Would you change too?

Would you ask me to pull the trigger

Just to put the hurt down?

Just to see if it stops

And the world could just drown away.

(Chorus 2)

(Bridge)

Im a piece of art lying here rotting

Already i lie here forgotten

Im an artist who painted myself

Like society’s painted the world

Yet i am a monster

And not an effigy.

If you had a gun

Would you press it against my chest

Would i be an atom bomb

When the bullet hit the core of my soul?

Would I want you to pull the trigger

While you searched in my eyes

To see the lights dim as I

Un-became everything that you see?

(Chorus)