I Die Daily

[manicmimic]

I've tasted sin.
Her name was...
Something I can't quite remember.
I swear it tasted good at the time
I swear a lot of things had my tongue shackled
But I was doing just fine

But I was just...
Empty
Seeking fullness from everything around me.
The broken elevator headed straight to Hell
With only spare time to fill me with cement.
I was drowning in fire
I've breathed sin.

Wash this taste from my mouth.
Clear my lungs.
Break me.
Clean me.
I'm Yours.