The Sharp Edge

Your perfume still lingers
Don't know your name, your age
Just the texture of your skin
A million paper birds colour the sky red
Painless now

Young body, wild mind
The sharp edge, the sharp edge to yours

The water from your nipples
Tease me all I need
It's as brutal as the sea

Young body, wild mind
The sharp edge, the sharp edge to yours
Young body, wild mind
The sharp edge, the sharp edge to yours

Water me with bullets
Water me with bullets
Water me with bullets