Pomona For Empusa Lyrics

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 ment for this to happen.

Sun goes down, the knife come out..



I'm on the island you left
me on,

such a sickend 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?



Are these lungs
desperatley filled by someone

charming and sad, 

because you know
your lover,

won't be back?

Are these words useless and absurd?

Such a sight of this, 

makes the harbor and the water sick.



Shall I stay rejected or in a drunken song?

Like a bitter old man sunk
in his fangs.

Try not to get caught.

(he said)

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

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

Live wits down, the knife come out.



I'm on the island
you left me on,

such a sickend 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.



Are
these lungs desperatley filled by someone

starving and sad, 

because
you know your lover, 

won't be back?

Are 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.

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