Unlocking metaphors
Caches that were safe before
Lost their secrets to the wind


It isn't everyday
You can see the other face

Watching you i'm watching me who could this be

Your wounds begin to sing

Red melodies that sting
Like ice bury me twice


Running from the heat from the lines that break me
I'll give another try


Fallen angel
Your terminal high
Feeding the hunger of your sky

Take all the poison that i give
Just to live
For the feeling

Use me again

Your stuck in a centerfold

Written in capitals
Bake the time talking through wine


Young boys that you tantalize
Sipping on your pretty eyes
But you kill just to feel real


Lately on this vine the showers have been steady
Are you ready for this flight?