I can see let me through your skin,
When you hold it up against the light,
Please don't blame it on the moon again,
Pleasures navigate the night,
Stretched like a yawn and gaping,
Greet me with the coming dawn,
Treasures I can't stop escaping,
Frisky little thunder storm.
Spread my bed and punish me,
Torment me with your sorrow,
Lacerate me, lacerate me.
Don't try to mask your sores,
Engulf me in a siege of flesh,
You draw a gun, you open doors,
Beckoning a violent death,
I'm afraid you're not,
I trust your feelings are oh so right,
Our friend insomnia has many lines to write tonight.
I fail I lapse into this style,
When I grapple with your smile,
I hash attempts to reconcile,
When I grapple with that smile.
Take me in your scarlet hands,
And bless me with your vorpal sword,
Such a delicious arrival makes for,
Such a bitter sweet concord,
Your face is wracked with tiny aches,
Remnants of tomorrows schemes,
Still until the dazzle breaks sleep,
And catch the thread of dreams
When you hold it up against the light,
Please don't blame it on the moon again,
Pleasures navigate the night,
Stretched like a yawn and gaping,
Greet me with the coming dawn,
Treasures I can't stop escaping,
Frisky little thunder storm.
Spread my bed and punish me,
Torment me with your sorrow,
Lacerate me, lacerate me.
Don't try to mask your sores,
Engulf me in a siege of flesh,
You draw a gun, you open doors,
Beckoning a violent death,
I'm afraid you're not,
I trust your feelings are oh so right,
Our friend insomnia has many lines to write tonight.
I fail I lapse into this style,
When I grapple with your smile,
I hash attempts to reconcile,
When I grapple with that smile.
Take me in your scarlet hands,
And bless me with your vorpal sword,
Such a delicious arrival makes for,
Such a bitter sweet concord,
Your face is wracked with tiny aches,
Remnants of tomorrows schemes,
Still until the dazzle breaks sleep,
And catch the thread of dreams