How long have we waited for this?
Do you trust me like you did before?
Broken promise did exist,
But we don’t need those anymore.
Red leather
Bricks
The silence inside
Lack emotions
Trip.
Into my mind.
We killed the prophets
And locked away the pain
A motel of whores.
Showed us the way.
Red leather
Bricks.
The silence inside.
Lack emotions.
Trip.
Into my mind.
Red leather.
Bricks.
The silence inside.
Black emotions.
R.I.P.
Into my mind.
I’ve always loved how dirty you are to me
The motel of whores will show us the way–
The way.
Red leather
Bricks
The silence inside
Lack emotions
Trip
Into my mind
In the end–
The whore will tell.
(Originally published on Coffee & Cigarettes, 2007)
