Loveless Days
Blood spilled upon the British skies
Her eyes drained my soul
Asserted love in bad places has forever taken over
I leave the stoned windowed motel without anymore wishes
I pray for nothing now
I couldn't tell if it was morning birth or noon exposed
I jump the scene and the cold moments looking to hang onto sharpened blue clouds
You've burned me woman
You've pressed the flame upon my skin-analyzed my thoughts and sin,preached to all the
broken men,men like me who move with wind
But we're gone aren't we baby?
Her eyes drained my soul
Blood spilled upon the British skies
I died on your Monday evening
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