brushes.
paint your eyebrows off my mind
let those lines be lifted from my sleep
and oh...how I've craved for curves...

emeralds.
incrust your subtle stones into some other soul
stare into the void for all I care
and oh...I do care so...

black magnet,
cast me further from your field
feed not the force, draw me not to you
and oh...how drawn I am

drawn to life.
drawn to death.
drawn to your weird warmth.