Shaant Hacikyan
I can feel the rapid quakes of your body
Floating above the cloudy skies
I can touch your every heavy breathing [breath-taking]
I dream of the dreary mistakes you'll never let me make
I'm waiting for the doors to close
For the curtains to find another blind
The cursing of your waist
I go wild, I'll be wild with time
Your imagination drawing clean pictures in my mind
I can feel them floating above the skies
You make my green envy
Turn to mellow yellow and back again
You make me feel alright to be alive
It's not a matter of pride anymore
I'm a choice you'll never be able to hide
You're the bad habit i'll never mind
You're the cheapest toy in store
But you're the one I'll keep longing for
I can keep you locked in pretty spaces
And let you kill the painful spasms
Cause you make my eyes hollow
And the taste of your tears
Grows louder and louder
And i melt inside your sighs
I hear the moaning again
The way I love wasn't love about you.