Spade

The beauty spotwas borrowed
Now my sweet love rusts tomorrow
On my confession that is waiting to be heard
Run your empty rain down on me Whisper your death beats so softly
Bend your knees, the altar of my ego
You drained my heart, and made a spade
There’s still traces of me in your veins
You drained my heart, and made a spade
There’s still traces of me in your veins
All my lilies’mouths are open, like to begging for dope andhoping
But their pedal gently can kick, you won’t be back
All the timing that is sorrow of all the faces I’ve acquired
We secure the shadow here, the sun fills face
You drained my heart, and made a spade