i keep waking up
Into empty beds at lonely places.

My lips feel bruised
After kissing many empty mouths

Your mouth felt like cheap rancid wine,
And i have sour taste on my lips now.

Oh, those fingers inside me,
Sometimes they are sharp as rusted nails.

I don’t burn with passion
Your touch just leave me cold and shuddering.

You fucked me like apathy
It felt like an apology.
And i felt motionless and empty.

And yeah, you leave my soul
And body dry like Sahara.