Crème Brûlée

You're stuck in today
He's stuck in centuries ago
His gaze of disdain
It drives a future so unknown
Oh what is there to do?
Maybe someone new?
All chains of love are broken
One crème brulee, served just for you

Carry the boy
That no one wants to hear about
Not here, not ever
Misogynies are all he shouts
Oh what is there to do?
Maybe someone new?
All chains of love are broken
One crème brulee, served just for you

Left forced to bear a gift of god
A gift of god



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Miles
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