I'll survive,
In the shadow of our silhouette,
The tears that stain our pillow,
I'll survive

So let me cry, these blistering tears,
They won't matter for years,
They just dampen my fears,
That I'd hurt you again,

Let me die,
Alone, in the shadow of your smolder,
Let me hold your gaze just until your older,
Nocturnal angel,
A fowl most dear,
Now scream your beautiful sear,

Toast my sides,
Now my mind,
Rend the fat the the flesh does bind,

Again see us in the in hives, played pretend,

Fell my caress,
and assess,
You undress,

My tongue won't do any thing less,
I repress,
An animal feeling addressed

...

Ours to suffer,
hours to buffer,
Your life should belong to another,

But those eyes,
They plead,
no they beg to send me away,
To take me from under the dark where I grew,
To you I am an insulate shrew,
So abuse
So to please
Don't you lie, don't you say,
Don't you dare plead me to stay,

For when you lay,
awake,
Your legs they quiver, they shake

...

It's okay,

To cry,

To hold your sheep to sleep while he cries,

On your shoulder

So it starts,

The blood it seeps from your heart

It leaks and it squeaks on my tongue,

I hope you won't leap out and lunge

So just tell me,
My dear,
Won't you hold me near,
Drink me dry,
For my taste,
Simply the sum of my sin,

The resin that coats my lips,
It's twisted, and dark, with teeth tearing us apart,

But I live for the day,

where you and I still play,
That game where we sit,
In the silence of charm and wit,
With eyes focused,

Hands dry,

Wiped clean of the pain we fled,
We'd both know that we'd rather be dead,

Let me cry in the shade,
Of the smell you took so in vain,

It vexxes me so,
I ought let you know,

I'm not for this world to be and before,

Not good for me,
Less for you,

He couldn't,
No wouldnt do this to you,
So just leave,
Stomp me out,
Tell me you'll scream and shout,

Because I live in today.
For fear of tommorow, their isn't a doubt, nor ear for sorrow,

you'll ask for it, plead for it, there isn't a noise I'd key for it

...

I hope your shirt is plush and firm,
To soak my tears, your ears will burn,

But sit in the shadow of our worlds tallow, so sweet and firm, but bitter and shallow, it's filled with needs,

built from greed so deep and narrow