Daily Season - Reptar

I need relief

From all the things I say

Perhaps a smoke

Precious breath

Time and space

Another open dream

Tender-less told

Like a cloudless sky

The morning breaks

For a minutes time

Lights up my face

And I am alone

When I stand

On the web I am

It goes for miles and miles

It never ends

Damn this feeling open door

(Yeah! Stay!) x3

I love my flesh

When it’s wet

Silent matter

Fates of smoke

When I lust

Fates the master

Yeah spending out

Deepest threats

God passed through

My felts and desires

I hope he hates that sound

I hope it makes him cry