White Knuckles from Ego Death by Danica Bryant

I'd like to know what's on your mind
Tell me all about your day
I smile at you in the gray with waiting lips

I want to hold your shaking hand
White knuckles and black eyes
Fallen dreams in disguise around your hips

I'd love to creep across your walls
I'll keep you breathing in the night
Stay close at shepherd's delight, then slip away

I'm gonna take a souvenir
Carry your touch to my room
Stained by your summer perfume, where you will stay

I have to crawl inside your brain
See the world as you do
Feel your collarbones press through to satin skin

I need to take your life for mine
I'll be so carefully cruel
You are my crowning jewel, the warm body I'm in

For every evil under the sun
It's not real when two becomes one

I wonder if you wouldn't like
My psychological strip
Beneath each church lies the crypt, true love divine

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