Sometimes my mouth hurts
it is so dry I want to cry
but the taste of her lips I wanna try
maybe like this my thirst will go away for good
Compliments. I will never deny them to the moon
and maybe that’s just the little girl hidden still
a wardrobe perhaps, a rollercoaster that lasts… breath breath
it’s emily’s wild nights within
a good look is all that I should and what I will remain
it will not be a sip taken in vain
