Perfect Sex - Pink Turns Blue

The calmness of surroundings

Conceal a haunted place

Don’t wanna stay here

Just tension I guess

Some tombs

Are better left alone

Self-abuse

Lack of identity

I’m not sure

Whether I’m guilty or not

Never do enter

It ends with a heavy recall

Perfect Sex

Prevented from seeing the obvious

In a lateral drift

Live with it for a while

That’s the way it keeps happening

Be a good slave

Watch me come

I am here

That’s not always the way

Madness there

Nothing left to stand

An itching to move

Until it all gives away

Perfect Sex

Nothing wrong with that

A process of breaking away

Can’t seem to care

But now all hell breaks loose

Your beauty

Center of it all

I am lonely

And ruins all around

Keep passing

Unseen through your moments

Hear and feel

The real universe