the way you bleed through me,
and call out our tendencies.
You're my scar,
the lioness of my life,
stitching up the thoughts
inside our eyes,
to coincide.
Here,
as frequent as the rain
is as often I think of you.
Are we ever going to be in love?
The real way,
when letting go
met our lips for the first time.
So stay here, stay feel,
remember our hearts together
while the world stands still.
Come hide behind my mask
while I stitch your face,
healing you with needles
through threads of my past.
Now you're safe.
as frequent as the rain
is as often I think of you.
Are we ever going to be in love?
The real way,
when letting go
met our lips for the first time.
So stay here, stay feel,
remember our hearts together
while the world stands still.
Come hide behind my mask
while I stitch your face,
healing you with needles
through threads of my past.
Now you're safe.
