Sneaking to Your Neck
Speaking all that You want to hear
Words are sharp and cold
I'm stabbing with all I told
To Your back
Even though You know
You sleep calmly
Even though You know
You call Your killer "Lover"
Hearing You confess
Taking off Your dress
Even though You know
You sleep calmly
Even though You know
You call Your killer "Lover"
Passionate affection that I surround You with
Serial rejection and crumbling in a joint deal
Bouquet of gently rotten flowers for You
For You