Something a bit dark but when I write I never know where things come from. It just sort of apears.
There is a story within the text.
You'll Catch Something Cruel
These eyes are awake, but they fake it
When they see their chance, they'll take it
They remain closed, knowing you're close at hand
Within an ear shot they'll hear the gun shots
Signal the single shot fired into the dark
Signal the shot
Signal the shot
Buried here under covers, we buried our heads
Into arms that we saw were armed to the teeth
Biting her tongue and buying her time
To tear the fabric of a man of the cloth
I couldn't conceive of such things
I couldn't conceive
I couldn't conceive
We can't keep the things that we create
Abort this now, we're sinking too deep
I wont conceive of this
I wont conceive
I wont conceive
In conception, all is fair in love & lust
But an exception must be made for us
The sinners out to lure the young girls trust
Must know that with every sin comes a cost
There is a story within the text.
You'll Catch Something Cruel
These eyes are awake, but they fake it
When they see their chance, they'll take it
They remain closed, knowing you're close at hand
Within an ear shot they'll hear the gun shots
Signal the single shot fired into the dark
Signal the shot
Signal the shot
Buried here under covers, we buried our heads
Into arms that we saw were armed to the teeth
Biting her tongue and buying her time
To tear the fabric of a man of the cloth
I couldn't conceive of such things
I couldn't conceive
I couldn't conceive
We can't keep the things that we create
Abort this now, we're sinking too deep
I wont conceive of this
I wont conceive
I wont conceive
In conception, all is fair in love & lust
But an exception must be made for us
The sinners out to lure the young girls trust
Must know that with every sin comes a cost
marvel:
Glad you're writing - I always like to stop by and live vicariously through your writings