There is a strange color hidden in between the shades of your eyes and lips
A wolf in sheep's clothing
In nocturnal hours speak to me anything
Some secrete variety
Get me high on something
Tell me clear outright lies
A sparkle gives the nod
To encroach your milk-white skin,
I drift toward your chameleon eyes
I'm a little skeptical but
I will believe it
Infringe on the truce
Let me show you the effect of your words,
Truth or deception
My fingers touching your back via braille
Reciting back my finds
The violent words we uttered
Slandering each other
Covering our shortcomings
A pyrrhic stranglehold I'm a bit Skeptic
You make feeling bad like good loving
All the violence we've committed,
On the playing fields,
Four quarters before morning
It's a fair game between bed posts
We dropped our clothes of innocence
We are the wolves, you & I
A pure violation of chastity
But your eyes say it's okay
It's your holy hour
It's your whatever day
Let your evil rule for now
So I drift too far into you,
This is where I find myself kamikaze
I'm a believer for now
But I'm still looking for that strange color hidden in between the shades of your eyes and lips
It's causing a violation of chastity