Lyrics In Dying Arms

In Dying Arms

Blemish

I've never felt so exhilarated,

i can't picture this frame being broken.

A fragile display of what we are,

fragile, be gentle,

don't break what we have.

My hands slide down your perfect structure.

My senses are tightening by the second.

I could never see this bind breaking.

I see you on your knees like how is your fucking kind.

You disgust me like a slut. You disgust me like a cunt.

The scars spread all around yourself,

if you're so pure, then whats that blemish.

Your blemish