Blood drips down on the glass.
Blood stains are spotted down town in the chambers of anticipation.
Your DNA covers the walls of my heart.
I tried wiping your blood off but it keeps filling up the god ****** bathtub.
Call me Dorian.
Scream my name.
Your blood offends thousands.
Repeat my name and stop slashing your own wrists. Grab mine.
I taste your blood. It's made of prayers and goodbyes.
I built you a temple.
Your blood stains the windows.
Cover up.
I lick the temple clean with the honesty of a preacher.
Don't go home empty handed.
Don't stay fully packed.
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 6:44 PM UTC
Blood drips down on the glass.
Blood stains are spotted down town in the chambers of anticipation.
Your DNA covers the walls of my heart.
I tried wiping your blood off but it keeps filling up the god ****** bathtub.
Call me Dorian.
Scream my name.
Your blood offends thousands.
Repeat my name and stop slashing your own wrists. Grab mine.
I taste your blood. It's made of prayers and goodbyes.
I built you a temple.
Your blood stains the windows.
Cover up.
I lick the temple clean with the honesty of a preacher.
Don't go home empty handed.
Don't stay fully packed.
