there's a slow burn in her words
I've come familiar with drawls
I watch your voice turn to coffee
I sip from your jaw
I'm not thirsty, just nervous
speaking in black caffeine tongues
"I'll fiend before it starts
& I'll feel clean after it's done"
cause you can't run from the two lungs
catching breath after breath
& you can't squeeze life back from death
if it is dead
then it is dead
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 12:12 AM UTC
there's a slow burn in her words
I've come familiar with drawls
I watch your voice turn to coffee
I sip from your jaw
I'm not thirsty, just nervous
speaking in black caffeine tongues
"I'll fiend before it starts
& I'll feel clean after it's done"
cause you can't run from the two lungs
catching breath after breath
& you can't squeeze life back from death
if it is dead
then it is dead
