I still smell of sweat still the scent of my giving in tried to feel regret but I wanted to stay on my skin. I still fantasize Close my eyes to the wrong again still those "fuck me" eyes as I'm licking the palm of my hand.
How the hell am I supposed to keep myself when you are so damn far away and everything feels meaningless and I am not mine.
I still smell of sex still her taste on my fingertips Try to feel remorse But it's hard with her wet on my lips.
I need something of my own something with a locked door. A room just for me alone something that I can control. I need something of my own I need something cutting to the bone I need something that is mine If that must be guilt then fine. I wanted something nice and fine this guilt is a hole but it's mine. I wanted something nice this guilt is a hole but it's mine.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
