The shower is so hot...
I don't know what I rub
Maybe my skin, is it my sins?
You had only one job.
Our hearts seemed twins.
The bed used to be a refuge
Now, the sheets are ripped
I needed a deluge
To know-your soul is stripped;
Going down along my thighs
My fingers are trying to be actors
I can't find the paradise-
I can't find my words.
Once I'll fill your lips
Driving across my body
All of the dark trips
Will disappear with you upon me.
She-she, my legs are shaking
That lighter eyes full of desire
Made my recipes disgusting
And build a liar.
What does she laugh like?
Does she like chocolate?
I guess I was just a hike
A cheap, dusty muppet.
The shower is so cold...
(Unpure water)
While dancing with the fire
I learned our love by heart
My thighs-burned by desire
My innocence-ripped apart;
When the sky is full of shadow
How could I deny
That I'm the menial of thoughts
Is your touch a lie?
Cause if it is, it never rots...
I'm falling into a shallow world
A world covered in sheets
And picking what you've hurled
My shouts are running on the streets;
A man who's but a dream
That turned my ocean into a gyre
Our story and the roses seem
Something that is never been.
(Thorns)
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