Meaningless کے بول

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 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 How the hell Am I supposed to keep myself When you are so damn far away And all I do seems meaningless And I am not mine 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