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Fever

Choose your faith very well, it will you owe you favours till you die, and I’ve got a wicked life ahead, I’m sure
Every promise I have kept is a secret better spent upon eager hearts that come to steal
How dare you fuck me like a doll then say you love me so
In such a sentimental way, I will not neatly fit your life

And for regret can still taste sweet, I pushed her body to the wall, I’ve never really known what gets her high
I read upon your face such a lethargy of lust that I will use your hands to come and close my eyes
I choose humour after sex, as she performs a cigarette
She smiles and says politely I prefer to sleep alone

I won’t die right now, I’ve got a fever in my hands and I love the way it feels
I won’t die right now, I’ve got to change myself, to change you too

And as I watched some girl get high, the opportunist in my mind, spoke how easy it might be to seduce
Well half the clothes don’t fit, don’t make a sensation out of it, just slip into my hands as I slip into myself
I looked her in the eyes, as she looked into the sky
Calling my name to ceiling I ignored
She enjoyed me very much, shame I didn’t give a fuck
I made some excuse about my heart and went to bed

I won’t die right now, I’ve got a fever in my hands and I love the way it feels
I won’t die right now, I’ve got to change myself, to change you too

You’re crueller than you know
She says I’m crueller than I show
I said I am I am just the scraps of your heart
That you face when things are black
As the night did cloaked our act

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