Wine red sheets cover your skin, it's morning uh huh.
You awake to see what you've done,
with the lights painting the room faded blue.
In young lust we'll die.
I should have known with the lights dimmed
that low, that I could not see you for you.
Your will was ideal enough to kill me.
A decision to change who you wanted to be.
I was once seen as a fixture in your life,
now alone you're starving to death.
But in young lust we'll die.
Reverse these words.
A rush of blood, she's up too fast
making a mad dash for the chamber door.
She's out in the hallway now,
it pitches to the left and the right
but it's only in her head.
And because of her I am too weak
to even lift my hands to my mouth.
I stand tall to deflect the pain inside,
rot gut and red pills coincide
to keep me barely awake tonight.
Watching you run to your alibis,
I hope he feels good between your thighs.
Last time, I got a question for you.
Reverse these words.