The streets are empty
I yawn right here
You're tired of living today my dear
The wheater is pleasant and the sun will set soon
So close the windows and mosquitoes
Won't invade our bedrooms
Searching a lipstick in the drawer
You said you will leave tonight
And I'll be here sleeping alone
For tomorrow's bright light
And when there's nothing left to do
I say goodbye and thank you
For faking to keep me company
In this silent afternoon
Mirrors around, they testify
The lust conditioned as alibi
The deep breath of our flower smells gloom
We're broken as forgotten wandereres
Afraid to face what's presumed
The wounds we licked are turning sour
And we're just killing time
Cumming, running to the shower
There's no more flesh to bite