In Dying Arms

Lyrics to Blemish

I've never felt so exhilarated,

I can't picture this frame being broken.

A fragile display of what we are,

Fragile, be gentle,

Don't break what we have.

My hands slide down your perfect structure.

My senses are tightening by the second.

I could never see this bind breaking.

I see you on your knees like how is your fucking kind.

You disgust me like a slut. You disgust me like a cunt.

The scars spread all around yourself,

If you're so pure, then what's that blemish.

Your blemish