Contact

Of love and of all things cold

And do you come in convertible

With the contacts

With the tear ducts

And a longing, to destruct

Eyelined and the rain complains

Offer up your mind to me

With the contacts

With the tear ducts

And the things that hurt too much too much too much

I melt just to compensate

This moments not enough for me

With the contacts

With the tear ducts

And a dreaming to be numb

Of love and all things cold

And do you come in convertible

With the contacts

With the tear ducts

And a longing, to destruct