She's well aware
that no one ever cared
for her touch.
thats why she touch
all of my guts
with her scare.

Painting my eyes until i cant see anymore
that's why im sitting on the floor.

Both of my hands
were used by the man
to dream
but as it seems
everyone could dream
but i can't.

My mind is nailed to the girls my eyes wouldn't lose
skinny bones walking the ground I use.

My spine is tied to the sheets
And purple and the doors
Was followed far too deep.
With your fingers behind my teeth
And your mouth so soft
And everything's so sweet.
Music and wires and my dreams
So softly they would die
With you and with me.

Before that I brake
By the movements she makes
In me.
I told of the need
And the movement of me
She takes.