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Hot Breath

from The Living by The Living

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Woke up in blackness, figure was dancing
Inching toward me, breath dripping in me
Intoxicated by the breath in your words
Whispering something that I’ve never heard.

Hot breath burning, skin pressed but vacant
Sweat beads dripping, embers dancing
Rubbing together, like two sticks that are not there
Ashes falling, burning wick without air

Not one to let you go

Fire, burning

Disembodied, I still feel your hot breath.

Woke up in blackness, sigh like you had given up
Inching away, trading this for a shady fuck

Not one to let you go

Fire, burning.

Tired of severing my tongue
Sucking dry another one
I push my head inside a glass
I wait for another thought to pass
I feel a ghost hovering me
I feel its words killing me

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from The Living, released September 22, 2017

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Heavy atmospheric rock from San Francisco.


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