Twisted Into Form - The Thin Layers Of Lust And Love

Walks into my room

Where there's no fire left to feed

And truth be told

I would not stay

If not for this

I'd walk away



Here our shadows loom

And there's no warmth to quell the cold

When all is said

And all is done

If not for this

I would be gone














Filtered through thin layers

Cold core an open sore

To once have felt such pain

But a fool returns for more



And truth be told

I would not stay

If not for this

I'd walk away



Filtered through thin layers

Cold core an open sore

To once have felt such pain

But a fool returns for more



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