"You have to be trusted
By the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the knife in."
Sometimes I just feel like a crawling snake dressed as a plain roomate with hightened senses and happy humor.
Sometimes all I want is to be able to make all the choices I've done differently
Sometimes I don't feel like cooking at all
Most of times I want to sail out and then touch the sun sleeping by my side
Sometimes I'm not even inside
Sometimes there's no point in trying
Sometimes a kiss would do
But still, most times I'll just give in to you
Sometimes I dream away from here
And in those times, my will is quiet
Rushing underwater
Breaking apart whenever reality kicks in
Most of times all I want is lay low on the floor and dance to the wind
Feel when the knife sets in
I'll be holding him close
Lips parted and wet, breathing heavily
Warm touch of golden skin
Eyes drawing fire
The blood will taste of chocolat in my tongue
And like iron on your back
The blade shall last forever
Exquisite pain
I drown in him, I drown you in pain
No burden left for me to bare
Here are my cigarretes and my lighter
Time to set the flames on the house
With a quiet silent and sensual gasp
Time's up, just fall into my darkest dreams and sleep
