Stick my finger in the depths of your life
Lick all the fear until you heal any wound
And make you come, to the present once again
Waking up entangled in your body on a Sunday
Your chest watching the sky with no reason to dress us
Taking a Breath Before Starting Again
I've got an altar to your deity
And I've made up half a million stories
To see you come back looking at me from some orgasm
Let daily life and love sound like pleonasm
Your eyes roll and your taste covered in salt
Becoming the mastermind of your moans
Lying down and with nothing like old acquaintances
Looking at the desire to try each other again
Take you to some hell Dante didn't know
That our heaven is made of a back and a forward
And be your lookout while you rest in peace
I have an altar to your deity in my memory
And I've made up half a million stories
To see you come back looking at me from some orgasm
Let daily life and love sound like pleonasm
Your eyes roll and your taste covered in salt
Becoming the mastermind of your moans
Lying down and with nothing like old acquaintances
Looking at the desire to try each other again
May your wishes be with me
That you use my body as a coat
To cheat my destiny
Take you to some hell Dante didn't know
That our heaven is made of a back and a forward
And be your lookout while you rest in peace