Is it your light that has a hold on me? Wrapping me up until it suffocates me. Trapped in my lungs, it burns so I gasp for air. Dying never felt so good in your arms, I'm addicted. Addicted to loving you, taking you and breathing you. You're my drug and I'm addicted to the high you give me. So high in the clouds, they all look like ants now, though you don't ask me to stop. You never ask me to stop, I don't mind. Though as I inhale that sweet scent and drown you in my sin, tell me can you laugh again? Laugh like you use to when I first met you? I think you can.
As the scent of you fills the room and I confess my sins to you, will you still love me? When the darkness grabs hold of you and you can no longer see the light, will you call for me? When I break you down and leave you bare, can you still say you love me?
Tell me how it feels to love a demon, to be a victim of my wicked ways.
Tell me can you still love me?
I could write you a tale, a tale of what's to come.
I could sing you a song, one you've already known.
I could dance a dance for you, so graceful and so true.
I'd prefer to hum you a requiem, yes one just for you.
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