Incoherence; Blessed Upon A Phrase (Another Year of Disaster)
Is this the end for a fighter To simply give up in the end We all have to seek for our answers, so why won't you If you only knew what I've been thru, if you only seen what I've seen, then the words from your mouth would stop its judgement She had the grace of a butterfly, but she never really learned how to fly The silence says it all So take upon the greatest task of all time; to stay alive It was the first time I watched the city fall asleep
The lights will fade to the sound of the crickets performing our last song It was the first time; the best time, where I actually found hope inside So spare your hospitality I am so blessed upon the phrase that you so honestly gave me, words that never could save me But for now I'm feeling free It was my pleasure to be your toy But right before your eyes make believe that you'll see it crashing down, faster now I must rise myself We could have been so much greater, if you only gave it a chance But I guess that you'll find what you’re searching far from here Can you feel how you’re trapped in a corner Can you here them closing in The regrets The sleepless nights Well this will never be silence But the sinners will pay Exuberance with lust Let your fingers slip Exchange your body heat and let your breath moan for more Oh so softly your hand press up the coating as you let the other one slide Can you feel him inside you Do you scream out for more - Oh, the pleasure Underneath velvet blankets and below the shooting stars, only you share this night and I hope to God it was worth it A small-town romance like this never seemed so intense, but this night sure do fucking sparkle I wasn’t supposed to know How was I ever supposed to know She whispers in comfort into his ear: "I love the way you make me forget, how this night can make the heart of a friend collapse!"