death lingerer

and baby,
it was eaither **** you or **** me
the old mans tale, **** or be killed
and i know which choice you'd much have prefered
baby you got lucky,
because the only one who wanted you more alive then yourself
was me, myself, i did
and so i did the deed
the do that you wanted done

and now im dead,
but baby, baby, baby, i'm not gone
dont you sigh of releif like that
dont you show false greif
the way you're looking over my dead body
i might mistake it for lust, desire, hunger
and i may be dead but the false hope still kills
baby, i'm biting back a scream you'll never hear

and you'd think that it was over
you'd think my deaths ruthless grip
would **** it all out of me
satiate the love, the lust, the desire
but it's only framed it stronger
nothing makes me want you more
i crave you more then ever
and i've been messing with the rules
i've been pushing the buttons
because every day in your life
brings you closer to me
and everyday in my death
my soul lingers with yours.