Crafted
I think I'm reaching heaven
Committing a sin
The pleasant pleasure ever sent
I'm lost inside of you.
What are you feeling
I never was breathing
Your cells are rhythmically flowing
I eat my thoughts for you.
Your innocence crafting my hands
Loving things you do
A trembling voice of shame
An animal to tame
Enjoying the lies and truths.
It's like being down on my knees
A kind of disease
I'm trying to beg for mercy
'Cos I'm in chains by you.