Knife and Lust
Walking these streets of manhattan so aimlessly
All alone in the dark only lights by the city shops
I'm scared alone feeling out of love now lost the knife was rough
You stabbed me in the back all I can do is Cry on my knees veins hot as fire
With mixed emotions running through
It's Like this dagger killing me more inside all this love and all this hate burns me away
Deep inside passion urning for another lusting after another
As if I were a lion in a jungle taking that prey and burning up with tense desire
It's like a knife with loves wounds after the lust
This is very hard for me in a world you left me bleeding alone
Never picked me up left my heart to die out
With my tears hitting the city pavement times like this just burns me away
Love can go off like a loaded gun a love vanishes just like a knife with lust
-- by Brian OToole jr.
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