Breathe Fire
06/24/2014
I wish my eyes weren’t blind to the cold hard facts
and that my passion was always pure and intact,
When it seems to me to matter most
I implored, my god, my soul to ghost
Unto your soul, where you embrace me and when
I’m down on my knees, dying in the cold again
Venom flows from my veins unto you, my love
And still I don’t know what to do, my love
Just tell me all your audacious desires
Just close your eyes, and breathe fires,
06/24/2014
I wish my eyes weren’t blind to the cold hard facts
and that my passion was always pure and intact,
When it seems to me to matter most
I implored, my god, my soul to ghost
Unto your soul, where you embrace me and when
I’m down on my knees, dying in the cold again
Venom flows from my veins unto you, my love
And still I don’t know what to do, my love
Just tell me all your audacious desires
Just close your eyes, and breathe fires,