I run through a list of certain things to say
My mind is in disarray
The broken record of my life spins another revolution
Where is the breaking point of my heart's contusion?
My feelings are gone but not forgotten
The were embalmed with sin
I'll always think of her with deep affection
Staring into the mirror at an empty reflection
Nothing can stand in my way
Everything is on my mind but there is nothing to say
Holding memories & holding hands
Hourglass hearts & blood for sand
I run my fingers through her hair
The taste of lust is on her lips & love is in the air
Her heart beats into her fingertips
She sucks out my soul with the touch of her lips
The words she speaks hit so close to home
Never by herself, she's always alone
Her whispers ring inside my ears
I taste her passion through her sweat & her tears
She falls asleep as I hold her in my arms
Out of the way of danger & out of the hands that harm
Ashes to ashes & dust to dust
It's no longer hope when it's bonded by trust
My mind is in disarray
The broken record of my life spins another revolution
Where is the breaking point of my heart's contusion?
My feelings are gone but not forgotten
The were embalmed with sin
I'll always think of her with deep affection
Staring into the mirror at an empty reflection
Nothing can stand in my way
Everything is on my mind but there is nothing to say
Holding memories & holding hands
Hourglass hearts & blood for sand
I run my fingers through her hair
The taste of lust is on her lips & love is in the air
Her heart beats into her fingertips
She sucks out my soul with the touch of her lips
The words she speaks hit so close to home
Never by herself, she's always alone
Her whispers ring inside my ears
I taste her passion through her sweat & her tears
She falls asleep as I hold her in my arms
Out of the way of danger & out of the hands that harm
Ashes to ashes & dust to dust
It's no longer hope when it's bonded by trust
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shinydemon:
Oh yah.. the foosball was kick ass! Lots of drinkin , cussin, and good times. Arms were hurtin on Sat!!
kurtz:
come back to the land of the dead you shit!