Well I've been bleeding well from this old wound,. Cleaning it with salt so it will still feel new.. Sometimes eyes turn black,. And sometimes scars are tracks..
So this is odd,. the painful realization that all has gone wrong.. And nobody cares at all,. and nobody cares at all.. . So you buried all your lover's clothes.
Lay my bones. At the feet of the ministry. I need the guilt and the company. I need the chance to be judged. And then long forgotten. . Lately I just can't shake it.
Would it kill you to breathe easy?. Only seventeen miles lay. Between you and me. I could make it if I had to. . I don't break easily. You've got my counsel, thick as theives.
If you knew,. What I know,. Would you try?. Before your time. Has run on you. And worn you down. . Would you know,. What you desire,. In your heart?. .
Taste. I love the taste. I need its warm rush. . Rush. I need the rush. To pulse through my veins. . And I'll love you tonight. Oh I love you tonight.
I was away for a while. But I'm hoping someday you'll forgive me. But I don't deserve it. . I'll cherish it well if you give me. One of your new starts.
The moon is down and heaven is waiting. For us to find her in our sites. With focus that's strong. But my strength keeps slipping. . Now we're all the terminal cases.
False pretense. A lack of resonance. A derisive sentiment. And confidence. . These bonds were always fake. Crafted for safety's sake. But pasted wings and foil rings.