When the lights are all out
That's when I see
Everything and nothing within my life
Every doubt pouring through and out of my life
I find I feel I touch and pull back the skin of my teeth
Bloodlight is the back of my mind
Ice biting hard in this empty place
Every pain and fear always goes away
And it's all so clear when I'm f**ing your face
In the back of my mind
In the black of my heart
At the start of the cut to the running of blood
From the tip of my skull to the end of the bed
The sensation is real with the throw of your head
This night like all the rest
The question of time and the scent of the taste
That you make of my twisted writing form
It's just warm and wet and I'm f**ing your face