Temporary Arms

Eleven Finger

i burn and melt and stick and fade


your temporary arms invade


one of many last warnings


cannot wipe the conscience clean





the strain wears in you whore me in again





cannot connect the smirking world


the poison flower comes uncurled


if i believe i'm dreaming





and if they find you lost again


what will you tell them then





collapsing in again you found what makes it sore


you triggered off the feelings that you felt before





i come crawling up again i need to eat i need a friend


some one with me


no better feeling than escape avoid the feeling so you're





all the guilt pulls away if only forever





replace the name replace the fear


i can't come out but i want you here


i"m laughing now and then it floods


but not out loud





i feel you up and feel you down


i need your space i need it now


another circumstance has gone and shut you down


another fear awakened in the fault you found