Lamya. Learning From Falling. I Get Cravings. Zeneszám

Blistering whispered forked
Tongue-lashings from
Sister sadism

Mistress Malice makes me
Sip from her chalice
Of broken glass

Matron Masochism
Joined at the hip with
Frau Faithlessness

My own loch Ness
Of love's labored levee
That swells deeper
With my loneliness

But no i don't wanna die
I Just don't wanna live anymore
If l've got nothing for me
To believe in
Wanna sink my teeth in a heart
That taskes like the memory
I carry with me
I get cravings

The conundrum of your moods
Hateful hue from you
That darkenend my door

Driven malignantly to
Numb desire
I feel wounded and raw

Recurring Hiroshima
Of remembrance
In total recall

Softer sides
Jekyll and Hydes of me
That have split into four
From loneliness...

But no i don't wanna die
I just don't wanna live anymore
If I've got nothing for me
To believe in
Wanna sink my teeth in a heart
That tastes like the memory
I carry with me
I get cravings

I just wanna taste
I just wanna taste
I just wanna
Taste a taste
I just wanna taste

But no i don't wanna die
I just don't wanna live anymore
If I've got nothing for me
To believe in
Wanna sink my teeth in a heart
That tastes like the memory
I carry with me
I get cravings
Tastes like a memory i carry with me
I get cravings
Tastes like a memory i carry with me
I get cravings