Say what makes you feel ashamed.
I can't say I feel the same...
It's just skin after all
Your skin is bliss to us all
I know my doubts
Do you feel the shame ?
Seeping into your head
Regret is a mess
Made up by the men
Who make up monsters
Underneath your bed.
Dont you know?
The glow?
Feel it as it gets so bold.
I felt it take my head
Outside the norm
Is your mother a saint?
Is your father finding faith?
I found nothing
Good to die for
Till you looked in my eyes
I need mistakes
I make them almost everyday
But some stains
Stain perfect into every grain
Be the angel in my head.
That takes me from my everyday
In every way
I swear to my name
I'll be the one who tames
That lion roaring in your head.
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC
Say what makes you feel ashamed.
I can't say I feel the same...
It's just skin after all
Your skin is bliss to us all
I know my doubts
Do you feel the shame ?
Seeping into your head
Regret is a mess
Made up by the men
Who make up monsters
Underneath your bed.
Dont you know?
The glow?
Feel it as it gets so bold.
I felt it take my head
Outside the norm
Is your mother a saint?
Is your father finding faith?
I found nothing
Good to die for
Till you looked in my eyes
I need mistakes
I make them almost everyday
But some stains
Stain perfect into every grain
Be the angel in my head.
That takes me from my everyday
In every way
I swear to my name
I'll be the one who tames
That lion roaring in your head.