Vanilla incense smells like the nights you spent between my thighs Sweet memories in another life Looking into your eyes burned my sight when your demons came to light
Once I met a man He was so self-conscious He lost consciousness of himself Blinded by self-centeredness Thinking he saw it all While all he saw Were his own thoughts
Red wine Is like a warm Blanket wrapped around My Thighs spreading as you Say the words goodbye Love the world As you are Mine In my mind Instead Reality isn't Kind