I understand your taste for meat But is your thirst for blood so cheap? Your hunt so deep? Your drop so steep? So absent is your love for me? You'd feast on your own family?
from the faint i remember the way that you walked and my mind oft repeats how it thinks you would talk but still.. though I see other faces it's you that i stalk
I idolized you. my idle lies don't begin to explain away the way I explained away the way you walked away though I know you are not what I say though eyes close I cannot push you away