Abort conception of contraception
Because in completion we complete you,
Abort, a mirage of my perception
Because we complete you, completely we do.
Our love was once grown from the outside in
Now it is growing from the inside out.
Our love was contained in a new years sin
Now it contains disease, a seedlings sprout.
Ringing church bells resonate as I speak.
Hiding from me I will find you in sleep
Wringing your neck as you wake, now whose weak?
Hiding glass of fetal wine, watch it steep
I wont make what we’ve made mine or ours For I’ll be bleeding in a few hours. |