I can’t get over the shame
of our mutual confessions.
Now it’ll never be the same.
We’re done with those transgressions.
We have so much in common.
It’s like we’re living the same life.
I don’t know what’s going on.
Can cut the tension with a knife.
The lust, the shameful lust,
the lust of a lifetime,
blew me away in sudden gusts,
a gust of wind over the fire line.
You say you’re negative to me.
Likewise, I’m negative to you.
Because to you I’m just a sin.
I’m everything that is sinful.
The lust, the shameful lust,
the lust of a lifetime,
blew me away in sudden gusts,
a gust of wind over the fire line.
A Brief Life 