Dead Letter Office
Prisoner
Drinking alone again. In the basement. Scanning the ceiling for a blueprint. I can't face the evening straight. I'm not a martyr. Red wine a sleeping pills keep me together. Together with love, Forever with love. I put on my dancing shoes.
A coat of primer.
Kneel before the bowl.
It's like a altar. Counting the empty shells.
A baker's dozen. Laid out before me like abandoned children. Together with love
Forever, we're bound to each other
From Letras Mania