Color Me Blood Red

Please love, just come home again Just let this one pa*s, there will be another And this after before the pain Every deliberate hangs by my left hand Those eyelids and this warm wated floods my nostrils Neck deep, I cry high Together we sleep, slouched discolored porcelain Dreaming of those elucid moments when smiles hang high Limbs outstretched, a bad moon rising Faucet turning Desolation churning Drowning in what we've become Neck deep, I cry high I have spilled and you cannot fathom the notion that it was the end of something This is the end