Je suis dehors, je me suis enfuie de table. Je peux pas gérer. J'y arrive pas. Je suis seule à pleurer dehors parce que putain c'est A Cycle of Hatred et j'ai l'impression de crever

The wolf melting the iron gate
Quiet, there he stands, blood in his teeth
Blood in his teeth, blood in his teeth
Blood in his teeth

Take your shirt off, let me see the pink
You know I can't lie, I'll probably lick it
Lay your head in the water
You can bend on my shoulder
Turn around like a ballerina
If I want to, I must enter
Lust is what you want
Lust is what you need

Screaming your name on every rooftop
You wash my head and take my clothes off
If you say it's good then I should trust you

In your flesh a riot, these crosses on your chest
A figure of a god weeping at his mother's feet
I could be immortal if you let me taste it
Just a little part, promise I won't waste it
I'm coming from the night
I know you, I've made you
Tenderness and forms of beauty
Disgusting, weak, sweet apathy

You could be the rope 
I would tie around my neck
Swinging from the chandelier
I would light up the whole room
I would light up the whole room

Just between my lungs, a dagger
Hidden underneath my breast
Divine hour, treasure of gold
On the time the sun goes down
Sweet lamb, innocent child
You will hide and crumble

A wolf could swallow the sun
A wolf could swallow the sun
And he will, he will, he will
A wolf could swallow the sun
A wolf could swallow the sun
And he will, he will, he will

The pleasure is all mine
The pleasure is all mine
To leave me in ruins

A Monochrome Sea

A Wolf Could Swallow The Sun

A stranger on the other sidewalk
A stranger I need just for a talk
In front of a grocery store
I tried my best at New Year's day
To fix everything, find a joke to say
Maybe you needed more
You said I need to be seen
But I just need your love on my skin

It's not too late to drive to my house
We could dance for once in a lifetime
Barefoot on the kitchen floor
Barefoot on the kitchen floor, hmm

Tracing circles with the tip of my toes
Tracing circles with the tip of my toes
Pretending to be the dancer that I'm not
On the floor, weeping down
Without my clothes, the blinds are closed
I was shining, oh that's what I thought

It's not too late to drive to my house
We could dance for once in a lifetime
Barefoot on the kitchen floor
Barefoot on the kitchen floor

Don't let me high and dry again, dry again
Don't let me fade so far away, far away
Don't let me high and dry again, dry again
Don't let me fade so far away, far away

Is it still raining at the station?
Is the bus still waiting for you? Waiting for you
Bottle green sweater devotion
I'm not hostile, never been for you, never been for you
The moon, my eyes, your malachite
Winter, our bodies, the frostbite
I tried my best to be perfect
But you didn't see me that way

Royal Blue

Barefoot On The Kitchen Floor

Sleep on your shoulder, my only shelter
I magnify my pillow cloud
A frozen lake, near a forest
Sleep to die, under ice

I never knew how to find a way
To hold my breath under the ice
And close my heart in time

White desert street and sweet cotton heart
I magnify my pillow cloud
Too strong to cry
Too weak to carry on
Took the risk to lose it all
Touched my heart and it froze

I never knew how to find a way
To hold my breath under the ice
And close my heart in time

Under ice, under ice
Under ice, under ice

Sleep to die, under ice
Under ice, under ice

Pillow Cloud

A Cycle Of Hatred

I've just sent you my text
It's 5 am and I miss you
I'm starving on my own bed
Please V text me too
I've been waiting on the phone
So much time, for so long
For you to call me again
Show me words to sustain

I've always been wondering
If delicate was my touch
I wish I was more caring
I wish you to hold me so much
I'm your semaphore 
And you're my centerfold

Haven't eaten since Monday
My body's changing, it's Friday
The fact is I'm sick of being alone
I guess it's harder without you

I've always been wondering
If delicate was my touch
I wish I was more caring
I wish you to hold me so much
I'm your semaphore
And you're my centerfold

Dust on my head and mud on my feet
I rooted my body to find any peace
You made me so happy
And I'm so sorry
Cause what hurts the most is to hurt you
But at the end I did
And I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry

I've always been wondering
If delicate was my touch
I wish I was more caring
I wish you to hold me so much
I'm your semaphore
And you're my centerfold

I'm your semaphore
And you're my centerfold
I'm your semaphore
And you're my centerfold
I'm your semaphore
And you're my centerfold
I'm your semaphore
And you're my centerfold

Semaphore

Troubled Waters

Chapel

I harbor your pain
In the well of my tongue
You keep telling me
That nothing's wrong
But you cry when the night is too long

Your face
Is so pure
Like the shore
I just want more, oh

I beg you to hear this
I beg you to stop thinking
That you're nothing
I beg you to tell me
I beg you to open your arms

Your face
Is so pure
Like the shore
I just want more, oh
Ahh

It will always be
Just you and the sea
It will always be
Just you and the sea
It will always be
Just you and the sea
It will always be
Just you and the sea

A Cycle Of Hatred

JOEY

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