Testo A Breath And It's Gone The Hot Lies
If parting is such a sweet sorrow, why does this still taste bitter, against my lips?
Electric words crackle, their poison on the wire
If parting is a sweet sorrow, why does it still taste bitter?
Or is it a blessing in disguise?
A breath and it's gone but it lingers, reminds me to feel something
We tread so carefully between every peice and promises that matter most
As the sun leaves the gulf, colours saturate our ghosts
Shadows faded, once kept me contained
Now seem far away, take my hand, my everything
Take this heart and soul to keep, chokehold and don't let me breathe