I do not think of you with love No, you are the deadly sin I think about you and when we touched Not when we laughed Lust not love. To feel your hands dig into my back Was better than any kiss you ever gave me.
Awaken I did to fleeting darkness bellowing from the sky On the wrong side of the bed I fell off onto the floor Dazed, I decided to go back to sleep I woke up on the wrong side of the floor. I'm getting too old for this ****.
To examine the feeling of love is difficult I do not wish to share the same My curiosity perseveres I will not cry for you My hugs will be that of a mannequin You may wrap me in flowers But I will sleep soundly