March 12, 2011

Floods

Hold my hand and take me to a place where I can fly
Im thinking of it right now.
See me falling over a steep hill full of traps
I'll take it by your side.
Seduction that breaks through my rocky skin
That deteriorates my needs and exemplifies my laughs...
Am i the one who is running away from it all?
Am I the one creating each and every story up?

The clock is not stopping
The hours aren't going backwards

I'm a fish a little bitch
Who ventures out and back inside
the one who makes you sleep with nicotine
the one who drains your power with evergreen substances
The sky is spinning sideways

I'm gone... I'm done.... I'm drowning

Without you i'm nothing
With you i'm nothing
With myself i'm something

Bleeding with cuts that shine through it all.
I'm the prince that heals your intuition
The water that washes away your sins
The sun that makes you dry.

The past and the kiss that's making you come faster.
Your contractions are harder and stronger
Getting closer to the end
You palpitations increase
While your pulse deteriorates
Now you fall
Into a flood.

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