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