Every Living Being

Secrets of Karma

Heavy Touch

[Verse 1]
You pull me in like fog
slow and unforgiving—
every kiss a confession
every touch a sin I’m still living

I gave you my silence
you turned it into a cage—
love drips like honey
but burns with a bitter rage

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t want an ordinary night
I don’t want a love that fades in the morning light

[Chorus]
Heavy touch on my skin
wrap me tight don’t let me go—
this is no ordinary ache
it’s the fire I can’t escape
heavy touch dark and true
I drown but I still want you

[Verse 2]
Promises taste of iron
sweet lies laid bare—
you break me soft
and I still find comfort there

I beg for more than fragments
but your shadow is what I hold
your love is the wound
and the cure I can’t let go

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t want to beg but I still remain
dressed in your sorrow bound to my faith

[Chorus]
Heavy touch on my skin
wrap me tight don’t let me go—
this is no ordinary ache
it’s the fire I can’t escape—
heavy touch dark and true
I drown but I still want you

[Bridge]
Give me something real
not just your disguise
I’ve carried your hunger
I’ve carried your lies
still — I stay
still — I crave
still — I fall where shadows play

[Final Chorus]
Heavy touch on my skin
wrap me tight don’t let me in
This is no ordinary ache
it’s the fire I can’t escape
heavy touch torn in two
I drown but I still want you

Heavy Touch

what do you mostly hold in your hands? what do you use them for? 
construction or destruction

manos

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(Verse 1)
She’d carry the weight
Arms full of fire
While he’d lean back
His throne of desire
Oh honey need help
He'd offer with a grin
But when the moment came
He'd never step in

(Pre-chorus)
Idle hands
They hold no plans
But they sure know how to mock

(Chorus)
He’d say
Oh darling
Don’t you cry
I’d help you out
But why should I
Your hands are strong
Your will is too
What’s a man to do
When there’s nothing to do

(Verse 2)
The kettle would boil
The floor left unswept
He’d whistle a tune
While the silence crept
Need a hand
He’d ask
Watching her strain
But his offer would vanish
Like a ghost in the rain

(Chorus)
He’d say
Oh darling
Don’t you cry
I’d help you out
But why should I
Your hands are strong
Your will is too
What’s a man to do
When there’s nothing to do

(Bridge)
Oh
The walls heard the cracks in her heart
As she mended the pieces he tore apart
She said
Your hands are idle
Your words are mean
But I’ve learned to build without a freak-king

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