The sun sets, desire comes.
This taste
Hungers
It slithers in my mouth
Then it obscures
Is it called love?
Is it called lust?
Is it enough?
I Can't run.
He said
This damnations forever,
Until my dying breath
But There will be
No Lipstick, to regret
Kiss then kill
Find no love to devour
As days drag and descend
Growing more numb still
Losing count of the hours
Preserved
In this hardened shell
Come take your best shot at me
So I can watch you fail
I'll watch you fail
I'll watch you
Kiss, kill, for survival
The question still concedes
Is it enough, or will there still be
No lipstick, to regret
There is
No love here
There's always f*cking been
No love here