Criminal, Animal
Anything to wake me up. I've been asleep too long.
Brushed red in my bedroom by insanity.
Dry wind, cold moon, perfect clarity.
Clean breath, quick heart, clenched teeth - I can't remember a thing.
Flying down the highway with my hands tied.
A loveless fuck, a guiltless joyride, but if I told you right now I didn't mean what it seemed, would you trust me? Would you trust me?
Clean breath, quick heart, clenched teeth - I can't remember a thing.
Keep your eyes locked on me like a criminal, or hang my neck on a leash like an animal.
Would you grant me the grace for these urges which I can't control? And why would I stop?
When what's prescribed is never enough, except to prolong the inevitable with my head in my hands and my heart in my throat.
I've been asleep too long.