the smell on your breath told me Exodus
the existence of us on the precipice
right where the left side chest is
the edge of your lust told me Exodus
a band of the 80s, a mere decade older
a book of the Bible, 2 inches from your shoulder
you came up and said "i'd like to get to know ya"
i made a little space for a supernova
the usage of ink on a body of sin
a skin that wasn't so paper-thin
i took my ink to paper for a spin
you took yours straight to the skin
the color of the smoke told me Exodus
a far exit away from the darkness
a fine walk ahead of our Genesis
the edge of your lust told me Exodus
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 2:12 AM UTC
the smell on your breath told me Exodus
the existence of us on the precipice
right where the left side chest is
the edge of your lust told me Exodus
a band of the 80s, a mere decade older
a book of the Bible, 2 inches from your shoulder
you came up and said "i'd like to get to know ya"
i made a little space for a supernova
the usage of ink on a body of sin
a skin that wasn't so paper-thin
i took my ink to paper for a spin
you took yours straight to the skin
the color of the smoke told me Exodus
a far exit away from the darkness
a fine walk ahead of our Genesis
the edge of your lust told me Exodus
