Park - Pomona For Empusa lyrics

Are we still connected or was it just a plot,

To get yourself off, and hope that I'm not

Listening when it happens.

(she said)

I can't begin to say how sorry I am,

I never meant for this to happen.

The Sun goes down, the knives come out..

I'm on the island you left me on,

Such a sickening strip of sand;

No lifeboats, no getting off.

We give up, we give in, we take what we can;

We're trapped deep without a second chance.

We give up, we give in, withought blinking;

Jesus Christ, what was I thinking?

Oh these lungs desperatley filled by someone

Starving and sad,

Because you know your lover,

Won't be back.

All these words , useless and absurd

Such a sight of this,

Makes the harbor and the water sick.

Shall I stay rejected or end up drunk and soft

Like a bitter old man sunk in his veins

Trying not to get caught.

(he says)

I know you didn't miss the sound that I made;

It's simple,and sad, and easy to fake.

The liquids down, the knives come out.

I'm on the island you left me on,

Such a sickening strip of sand;

No lifeboats, no getting off.

We give up, we give in, we take what we can;

We're trapped deep without a second chance.

We give up, we give in, withought thinking;

I'll be there the night you go down.

Oh these lungs desperatley filled by someone

Starving and sad,

Because you know your lover,

Won't be back.

All these words , useless and absurd

Such a sight of this,

Makes the harbor and the water sick.

I understand your reasons,

For this awkward dance.

I'd leave me, too,

If I thought I had the slightest chance.

I cry aloud to these sheets they grip back tight.

I fall asleep to the sound of my own life.

If I drink this bottle fast enough,

I might get lucky and won't wake up. [x2]