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Quiet guilt, an agreement of night
“Warmth is mine, what’s right is right!”
Her humid trap – it feels like Hell
You cannot dictate, what I’ll never feel
I’m sorry my body, we’re cold again
There’s a love I want to feel, but it’s not here
I’m sorry your urge to use, I’m sorry I agreed
Man from a boy, man from a boy
A pig from birth, unclean and coy
Loathe my body, I fuck to escape
A man is a man but no one talks about rape
And we try to speak about poison
Unbeknownst to the poison in ourselves
I lament the inadequate things
That drew us together
Arousal, Arousal, Arousal!
Arousal, Arousal, Arousal!
Arousal, Arousal, Arousal!
Through your body, I hate my own
And I struggle to give these contraventions a name
Unsure of what to feel in these half-hearted anxieties
Staring at a tunnel of ceilings, present but not present
Filthy inside you, but nothing left inside of myself
Walk with me through the valleys of nothing
And it hurts to know
Pacifying
As it is unnerving
Uncertainty
That all of the good
is slain by insatiable - lust
Torch every inch of skin that can fuck
Born again, I erase your touch
You took everything
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