Meaningless

I still smell of sweat Still the scent of my giving in Try to feel regret But I want it to stay on my skin I still fantasize Close my eyes to be wrong again Still those fuck-me eyes As I'm licking the palm of my hand (x2) How the hell am I supposed to keep myself When you are so damn far away? And everything feels meaningless And I am not mine I still smell of sex Still her taste on my fingertips Try to feel remorse But it's hard with her wet on my lips (x2) How the hell am I supposed to keep myself When you are so damn far away? And everything feels meaningless And I am not mine I need something of my own Something with a locked door A room just for me alone Something that I can control I need something of my own I need something cutting to the bone I need something that is mine If that must be guilt, then fine (How the hell) I wanted something nice, but fine This guilt is a hole but it's mine I wanted something nice This guilt is a hole but it's mine!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 08, 2025