To every empty room
a world of painted plaster white
Bit lips that bleed too soon

Stay, breath strong through the fumes
And love until you fall into the night
To every empty room

When life necessities are strewn
To become some form of light
Bit lips that bleed too soon

And through your lusters lonely tomb
Through a fragile broken fight
To every empty room

To every fate signed and pre presumed
To every loss and every lacking bite
Bit lips that bleed too soon

Until we reach our bodies noon
Until we break to bird bone flight
To every empty room
Bit lips that bleed to soon