BLOOD WARM ON THE DAY OF THE EMBRACE.
(I'm tired, you bore me..)
/
Living in a world of fear and hate, washing off feelings like they were
dirt,
Driving cold stakes under your nails feels good, inflicting burning pain
feels good,
The leech that sticks to my back, my hands can't reach you,
(I can't reach you..)
/
Dead batteries powering my life,
Rose petals cutting through my skin,
Like a knife to your sweet, sweet veins.
/
EJACULATE WARM ON THE DAY OF THE EMBRACE.
(I masturbate to your reflection..)
/
Everyday is a new adventure, adventures in the emptiness of your head,
Think of me as a snake, twisting around you in the embrace of hunger,
The leech that sticks to my back, my hands can't reach you,
(I can't reach you..)
/
BLOOD WARM ON THE DAY OF THE EMBRACE.
(I'm tired, I want to sleep..)