Unlocking metaphors

Caches that were safe before

Lost their secrets to the wind



It isn't everyday

You can see the other face

Watching you i'm watching me who could this be



Your wounds begin to sing

Red melodies that sting

Like ice bury me twice



Running from the heat from the lines that break me

I'll give another try



Fallen angel

Your terminal high

Feeding the hunger of your sky

Take all the poison that i give

Just to live

For the feeling

Use me again



Your stuck in a centerfold

Written in capitals

Bake the time talking through wine



Young boys that you tantalize

Sipping on your pretty eyes

But you kill just to feel real



Lately on this vine the showers have been steady

Are you ready for this flight?