With midnight cries,
cathedral eyes,
and hollow words
until we die...
I'm glad I'm not in love again.
December lights
in blurry sights
when bombs and tanks
roll by at night...
I'm glad I'm not in love again.
Glittering sins
from medicines,
laughing until
the day begins...
I'm glad I'm not in love again.
Self-deception,
false perfection,
two hearts sharing
one infection...
I'm glad I'm not in love again.
Souls draped in flies,
sarcastic sighs,
a promise to
believe the lies...
I'm glad I'm not in love again.
Closed casket door,
blood stains the floor,
no roses live
here anymore...
I wish I were in love again. |