Cold Hands, Warm Sin

“She touched my hand… and the room froze.”

Cold hands traced a line on my skin, Felt the chill, but I still walked in. Eyes like fire, smile cut thin, She said mercy’s dead, but I love the sin.

Cold hands, warm sin, Pull me out, drag me in. Cold hands, warm sin, I lose myself where you begin.

She don’t pray, she don’t plead, She feeds the dark where I plant my need. Her lips taste sweet, her breath tastes wild, Every kiss is a crooked trial.

Cold hands, warm sin, Pull me out, drag me in. Cold hands, warm sin, I lose myself where you begin.

“She said, ‘Truth’s too cold. Lie to me warm.’ So I did.”

Cold hands, warm sin, Pull me close, don’t let me win. Cold hands, warm sin, I’m lost forever where you begin.

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