touch me once more.

Its easy for you to say it hasnt gone wrong as you sit on your throne,

while i chew on old bones,

im so dry, im soo old.

so the ringin in my ears is gettin louder,

and the bed grows more uncomfertable,

im drinkin from a empty glass of water

which i supose is good as it doesnt matter if it spills.

i havent got the biggest volcably,

so it means i have have less words to say so much.

but words dont matter really as all i want is your touch.