Testo Paper Cup

Flashes of you breath through my paper lungs
go through my spine
weakening my body whole
go through my spine
sweeten my iron blood
A grown old desire i blade out
even though
it wants to disarm me it wanted make me fight still

A glimpse of life it satisfied none
so maybe just stop

And i fight it out with raw bones
that bit of love that still flows so patient
cause i am
better off dear friend

You're words are like fuel
you drift in my paper mind
go down my spine
and i just let you own my whole body
go down my spine lightening my gravel road
warm my desire
i stir up enough for me to be alarmed
enough to make me run still

A glimpse of fire it satisfies none
so can we just burn?
and i fight it out with raw bones
that bit of love that still flows so patient
cause i am
better off dear friend