Every time I close my eyes; she's there
Corrupted light; from skin to hair
To every curve and inch sweet as honey
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Loving us is like breathing in the ocean
Waves crashing on a soul that's broken
Stick our neck out, you know you need the air
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Another wailing scream on the cross
Another burning piercing because you are lost
Another sacrifice, another burden
Another job, you're spiritually uncertain
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Deep Waters Of Lust (Pro.20: 5)
Every time I close my eyes; she's there
Corrupted light; from skin to hair
To every curve and inch sweet as honey
I'll lick it off my fingers and do it bluntly
Those lost eyes are beautifully painted but I won't thank the artist
Don't see a personality or soul in you, funny
Because my soul is up for bargain
Choirs sing when I touch you, I feel you but we're not connected.
Connected by connection I have your whole collection
Of empty souls trampled in the dirt
Maybe I love to watch you die, I love to see you hurt
But this is the only way you feel alive and I don't exist; I guess it's all perception
Everyday is a good day, we just have to see it that way
Do not think of Heaven as infinitely long, think of life as infinitely short.