Last Tango In Paris (Feat. Knocked Loose)

The sun sets
Desire comes

This taste
Hungers
It slithers in my mouth
Then it obscures
Is it called love?
Is it called lust?
Is it enough?

I can't run
He said
This damnations forever
Until my dying breath
But There will be
No Lipstick
To regret
Kiss then kill
And find no love to devour
As days drag
And descend
Growing more numb still
Losing count of the hours

Preserved
In this hardened shell
Come take your best shot at me
So I can watch you fail

I'll watch you fail

I'll watch you
Kiss
Kill
For survival

The question still concedes
Is it enough
Or will there still be

No lipstick
To regret
Kiss then kill
And find no love to devour
As days drag
And descend
Growing more numb still
Loosing count of the hour
No lipstick
To regret
Kiss them kill
And find no love, no love

There is
No love here
That's how it's fucking been
No love here
That's how it's fucking been
No love here
That's how it's fucking been
No love here
That's how it's fucking been