IRC-Galleria

You'd spit upon my dust
And mix my ash with your blood

In you I feel so dirty in you I crash cars
In you I feel so pretty in you I taste god

Shared your kisses, take your heart
Buried me and it hurts

Love comes in colors I can't deny.

I hear your winter, I hear your rain
I've failed your summer ways and I feel no pain

All your struggles beneath your disguise
Drink from the reasons that hold you alive

We're bleeding the orchid