Lust

Expending all the light outward

Forgiving all the time

It's unending flowing wine

I'm bending on the lies

I'll tell you all night

Another empty year high

With lust in sore eyes

Begging that the wound bleeds out

Begging that the wound bleeds out

Hands trembling from the plight onward

And you'll lean into old thoughts

That you shoved and you fought

Forgive me, 'cause I'm so alive with a last goodbye

Another empty year high

With lust in sore eyes

Begging that the wound bleeds out

Begging that the wound bleeds out

Another empty year high

With lust in sore eyes

Begging for the wound to bleed

Another empty year high

With lust in sore eyes

Begging that the wound bleeds out

Begging that the wound bleeds out