• "Gasoline hides on your tounge
    disguised as sweet adjectives
    yet...voluntarily I embrace your lips
    Quenching a mental thirst
    with liquid destruction
    But it matter not for this vessel was already a gas chamber

    Moving on coursed through me
    but while the years collected
    my appetite changed
    As I yearn for your beautiful lies
    and your love stained eyes
    ...I mean contacts

    My imagination was a second home
    Next to your arms that is
    It'd always reassured your love
    even though I could smell the gasoline
    drowning in my clothes
    It went ignored for pain bring pleasure, I've learned...
    to watch me burn"