Letra de Aim to Get Caught

That eerie music still rang and echoed in my ears - where'd it come from?
At first it was my aim to get caught
Waiting for the black to replace -
And I'm finally growing weary
I do not struggle in your web
I knew I had plunged off a precipice into the past. Beautiful - alluring - alive. How strange this was...
I want so to be lovely. For him. And yet I suppose, after all the beautiful women he's known... But he does love me, I know he loves me