your memories
singe at night
my eyes meet yours
my eyes filled
with laughter
your eyes filled
with envy
i filled with
bruises
you filled with
laughter
cause i have sinned
i will see you
in the altar
new rules coming
right at me
telling me about
all the sins
i did
you
a past life
i
a present
a present a present
wrapped in ribbons
now
i
a life
a present life, a beautiful life
you
a memory
distant. singed.
– singe