i know you'll leave one day
so hearing your voice is like tasting a sweet poison
it hurts
and its hard to cope with
thats why monady
is the last day
I'm here
among other things
but i can't help but hope
and fear
that my punishment will be a never ending loop
of your voice
the perfect boys voice
oh it would hurt
hurt so bad
but it would a divine pain
the type of pain i'd beg for