Razor Kiss

There once was a child who suffered from sickness
Mouth distorted from razor sharp kisses
He tried to pretend it was all in his mind,
but when I hear his voice I just hear mine
As hot as the moon on the tenth of June
there's no sleeping for me
I've lost faith in the night
Love seems like a lie
love is not safe in a world of hate
I'm leaking my bliss into a higher dream state

Written 2004