Drowning in the Blue Nile
He sent me Downtown Lights
I hadn't heard it in a while
My boredoms bone deep
This cage was once just fine
Am I allowed to cry
I dream of cracking locks
Throwing my life to the wolves
Or the ocean rocks
Crashing into him tonight
He's a paradox
I'm seeing visions
Am I bad or mad or wise
What if he's written mine on my upper thigh only in my mind
One slip I'm falling back into the hedge maze but what a way to die
I keep recalling things we never did
Messy top lip kiss how I long for our tryst
Without ever touching his skin
How can I be guilty as sin
I keep these longings locked
In lowercase inside a vault
Someone told me
There's no such thing as bad thoughts
Only your actions talk
These fatal fantasies
Giving way to labored breath
Taking all of me
We've already done it in my head
If it's make believe
Why does it feel like a vow
We'll both uphold somehow
What if he's written mine on my upper thigh only in my mind
One slip I'm falling back into the hedge maze oh what a way to die
My bedsheets are ablaze
I screamed his name
Building up like waves crashing over my grave
Without ever touching his skin
How can I be guilty as sin
What if I roll the stone away
They're gonna crucify me anyway
What if the way you hold me is actually what's holy
If long suffering propriety is what they want from me
They don't know how you've haunted me so stunningly
I choose you and me religiously
What if he's written mine on my upper thigh only in my mind
One slip I'm falling back into the hedge maze but what a way to die
I keep recalling things we never did
Messy top lip kiss how I long for our tryst
Without ever touching his skin
How can I be guilty as sin
He sent me Downtown Lights
I hadn't heard it in a while
Am I allowed to cry
我可以哭吗
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