IRC-Galleria

Your hair reminds me of a time when we once were
Your fingernails that marked my back now rot in earth
The sheets we slept in blew away and now the storm is over
The taste of you inside my mouth remains but still I'm hearing

There's no love everybody's crying
There's no truth everyone's misguided

And now the end is here
There's no more pills to swallow
The bitter taste I feel won't lead me to tomorrow