As long as I live alone,
nothing's fun
What should I do while I wait for you?
Even now
My hands won't reach.
In this messy
room without you,
All I can do is look out the window

Tiny me, meek as I am
can capture you
and then you won't be able to escape.

Now feast your eyes:
It's a mess. It's pleasure.
To not be able to speak out,
Now you get how much it hurts, huh?
One of a kind. All in all, what's up?
Your hands won't reach. Ain't that adorable?
Dramatic desire
Wristcutting addict
If you give your hand to me,
you know how happy we'll be
we'll disappear together
and what anyone else says
is just a bunch of shit
...But is that how things should be?
Aaa..


As long as I live alone,
nothing's fun
What should I do while I wait for you?
Even now
My hands won't reach.
In this messy
room without you,
All I can do is look out the window

Show me a side of yourself I haven't seen before
And to that healing judgment
Want it as much as it wants you


Not enough touch
And still
Not enough love
We need to devour each other

High-minded me
with my illness, can capture you
and then you won't be able to escape.


Now feast your eyes:
It's a mess. It's pleasure.
To not be able to speak out,
Now you get how much it hurts, huh?
One of a kind. All in all, what's up?
Your hands won't reach. Ain't that adorable?
Dramatic desire
Wristcutting addict
If you give your hand to me,
you know how happy we'll be
we'll disappear together
and what anyone else says
is just a bunch of shit
And screw it, I'm fine with that.