The taste of rust
Our lust is bleeding
It seems like its never leaving
Parts of us still living
the rest is dying
I didnt mean to do this to you
Everything just was too good to be true
We’re slowly decaying
My Frailty is I’m addicted to your presence
Waking up eventually from what seems to be a never-ending dream
Reassuring everything I’m dwelling on
Anything that is keeping me near
My frailty is I’m addicted to your presence