Echoes in the Dim
Lights are low, my roommate's gone, secrets I will keep.
I know it's over, yet I hold on tight,
My own right-hand girl, shining ever so bright.
But still, I miss your face, a foolish, stubborn plea,
Your taste, your smoking gun, haunting only me.
[Chorus]
It's so depressing how my tear ducts start to gleam,
Wetter than the space between my thighs, a melancholic dream.
Oh-oh-oh, thinking of it only makes me weep,
You keep me wet, you know you keep me wet,
While my emotions sleep.
'Til I run dry.
[Verse 2]
Nights like this recall a fantasy so deep,
All alone, the cold, dark earth, promises to keep.
Six feet under, no one by my side,
But tears and I have come, a familiar, surging tide.
[Chorus]
It's so depressing how my tear ducts start to gleam,
Wetter than the space between my thighs, a melancholic dream.
Oh-oh-oh, thinking of it only makes me weep,
You keep me wet, you know you keep me wet,
While my emotions sleep.
'Til I run dry.
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh.
[Bridge]
My blood runs cold, my thoughts a swirling haze,
From holding on so tight, through these lonely days.
Letting go could be a sweet release,
But I guess I'll never know, finding inner peace.
(09-01-26)
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