The Opposite of December...

the instrumental is done and so are the lyrics but it has yet to be recorded.
here are the lyrics

Requiem

Just a flick of her wrist sent me swirling into autobahn speeds searching for a need to flee the octagon. Its part of the service surely noticed and converted into something more then I could offer at the moment. I’m heavily wounded, she moves in for the kill but decides to shift the blame just to add to the guilt. It’s bad enough I already feel discomfort, now she’s out to remind me of what I took from her. Licks her lips slowly trying to taste the musk scent left in the air she could almost smell the blood. I was left leaking looking lower then my reasons. I could barely even stand, how the hell am I still breathing? Mildly amused at the strength that I exude; expression like kabuki as I finally made a move. I let out a laugh and took a few steps just to stand eye to eye and mumble under my breath… “I took our time together put it all in a pile and watched it all escape as I lit up the torch. Why force the issue. We can never be friends but with every failed attempt I see you beat a dead horse.”

I’m not like the rest of them, squandering and miscreant. At your funeral, yes I will sing your requiem. Finally sleeping fully covered up by leeches. One with your own kind I hope you rot in pieces.

Love bites and razorblades, reasoning on why you’re late. I don’t need to guess, I smell the traces of his aftershave. I started to speak but decided to just leave; I promptly turned around just to hear your speech. So every now and then I must be on your mind because writing random letters must take up some time. I kind of cut it close but my teeth held my tongue back. All I did was smile as you held my heart with both hands. Staring with a rotten calm eyeing up your bloody palms; arguing the nerve to take what’s left before it’s gone. I can feel the pressure extruded by every finger pressing in your nails just to make it wither. Whether or not you think this makes it better, the selfishness displayed doesn’t compliment your figure. Oh great, I can almost hear your response…“without me you wouldn’t write these songs.” “There’s truth in that statement but you’re missing the point, I’m actually really grateful for what happened. There’s no looking back because we both made a choice. Sorry, I no longer supply what you’re lacking.”

I’m not like the rest of them, squandering and miscreant. At your funeral, yes I will sing your requiem. Finally sleeping fully covered up by leeches. One with your own kind I hope you rot in pieces.

She dug her teeth into my veins trying to suck out all the plasma, draining my excuses thirsty chasing down an answer. I am just a man and we no longer are a tandem, when your heart turns black I will gladly eat your cancer while it still beats clumping fluids on floor. Rhythmically it speaks all the sayings I ignore. Constantly it leaks leaving stains upon the sleeves of both extended arms twitching mildly out of reach. Rolling on my back trying to catch my breath I inhaled quick trying to fill my chest. Exhaled, oops, there you went along with every other problem as a consequence. I got to my feet with a hand on the dresser, finally stood up and felt so much better. Shook off the shock when the lights switched off and all I heard was a loud voice talk… “I took our time together put it all in a pile and watched it all escape as I lit up the torch. Why force the issue. We can never be friends but with every failed attempt I see you beat a dead horse.”

I’m not like the rest of them, squandering and miscreant. At your funeral, yes I will sing your requiem. Finally sleeping fully covered up by leeches. One with your own kind I hope you rot in pieces.