Erotic pain

Close your eyes kid

Breath deep, baby
Fetishise this syrurgical procedure
Of destruction

Feel every piece of this pain

Slowly, somewhat erotic

It ain't the first time

And it won't be the last
Sleep after your sorrow hangover

The mornings are always hard

With the taste of the dreams 

Staying too long
And then fading too fast 

Swallow your tears

And sweat it out

As these verses

That only come to be born

In thick blood

Paranoid

The sea of scenes we see

And these foolish meanings-to-be

Projected all around

Like shadows on the corner of our eyes

Disappearing as we look

Leaving a bitter taste of what if

Whack paranoid 

How many times

Will we fall

Insane and in vain

Repeat ourselves again

The same verse

The same inversion

Our love's perversion

Waves of despair

Taint our intentions

Distort our words

Haunt each other's guesses
Until when will we fall?
Till the loss of all?