you traced constellations on my skin
and asked why i didn't let you in
a celestial state of mind
patientially waiting for a lightning strike
just a robot with skin and bone
and a daydream to call my own
just another werewolf
staring at the full moon
push your lips close to mine
so i can breathe a kiss
summer nights in the city lights
i think i'll be just fine
these ghosts finally put to rest
and another unholy mess
i tremble at the sound of my voice
and figured out i have a choice
so i'll be your werewolf
we can dance, we can sing,
we can do absolutely nothing
distant calls of reality
and your hands are my safety
with you i don't feel so alone
i feel more than a robot with skin and bone
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC
you traced constellations on my skin
and asked why i didn't let you in
a celestial state of mind
patientially waiting for a lightning strike
just a robot with skin and bone
and a daydream to call my own
just another werewolf
staring at the full moon
push your lips close to mine
so i can breathe a kiss
summer nights in the city lights
i think i'll be just fine
these ghosts finally put to rest
and another unholy mess
i tremble at the sound of my voice
and figured out i have a choice
so i'll be your werewolf
we can dance, we can sing,
we can do absolutely nothing
distant calls of reality
and your hands are my safety
with you i don't feel so alone
i feel more than a robot with skin and bone