Can foolhardy love affairs
be more than just wet thighs?
all that you're giving me
I don't recognize
the strength of your beauty's been
somewhere seeking solitude
but you’re just afraid of me
it's all in your eyes
and here we are
my heart's in your hand
we did this all wrong
let's do it again
you're a gun
this bad taste of leaving
will rush through our mouths
the words that I'm sealing
I'll start with now
and if my words were stone
I'd kiss them in your mouth
and though you're the lion
I'll drag you down
let's sing tonight
holding my hand
we could be friends
but I'm better off sleeping alone
I'm nothing, like an urn
I'm filling my body with flesh the you’ve burnt
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