Love Song in a Minor Crash

Blood-drawn rain on a desert's skin
That's when I kissed your lips and I found no end

But what is love without your design
I mean does it feel? Does it laugh? Does it even know how to cry? Inside

This is our love in a minor crash
Like tiny bubbles on the shore, it never seems to last
Instead it hovers just above my heart
Like birds of prey waiting over a dying art
Over a dying art, over a dying art, over a dying heart

It's okay babe we never would've made it anyways
Maybe it was the sex, the drugs, the things that made it oh so great.
But that's the thing about true romance
It's always best served on a plate of tragedy and oh at a glance

This is our love in a minor crash
Like tiny bubbles on the shore, it never seems to last
Instead it hovers just above my heart
Like birds of prey waiting over a dying art
Over a dying art, over a dying art, over a dying heart

You got me running like a Pegasus
On a sex-out dopamine bliss
My blood is boiling to be inside you again

You got me tangled in your veins
I feel you wiggle to escape
My top incisors give out a pleasurable pain

Oh slit me from the neck down
Your autopsies always were the best in town

Why does love always lead to this
Well, it's kinda hard to see behind the cage of your chest

For you don't really wanna be oh sunlight over me
Rainclouds shower down from celestial peaks

You don't really wanna be oh sunlight over me
Rainclouds shower down from celestial peaks, UHH

Can we just stay here on the beach
Foreign minds, foreign lovers so out of reach
And it's this locket of my past
That I hold forever inside this golden cast, this golden cast, this golden cast