Paroles de Messiah Hands

On my own terms Words heavy and clinging burdens Half sung, half heard Double down on the hurt I keep running so it never catches up Keep fumbling with loose sleeves Awkwardly long hugs So our eyes never meet So I hide behind my touch, behind your touch Blissful destructiveness Unspoken Unforgotten A coiled stomach, a nauseating loop A suffocating rag drenched in your scent Lay with me so I can’t move Some great reward in the end I’ll reach the bottom with a kiss No other way but downward How could I let it come to this?