This Is Who, I Have Become

Eyes locked, arms stretched out, fingers gripping.
You'd wonder what time of day could hold place
To such disaster.
Feeling the skin beneath the fingers
Letting them clench as far as they can.

Oh your eyes are so beautiful.
When you look at me this way,
I almost can't contain the feeling you give me.

(Chorus)
I love how you hate me, Am I your monster?
Do I really make you feel this way?
Oh how I could wish for nothing more
Nothing more than,
To close this door,
Leading to me and my head, my fucking head.
___

Perspiration at it's best, It's almost intoxicating.
To feel you start to rest is almost too much
Oh, beautiful eyes. Sing to me as you fade away
At the dawn of the day, how you scream and pray

Oh the nostalgia of godliness
At the site of those eyes, and the screaming,
Confirming what those eyes have said.
And the beholder is the one to blame,
You're the one to blame!

(Chorus)
I love how you hate me, Am I your monster?
Do I really make you feel this way?
Oh how I could wish for nothing more
Nothing more than,
To close this door,
Leading to me and my head, my fucking head.
___

Fuck!

You'd wonder what time of day could hold place
to such disaster
The precious despise
The taste so divine.
Oh beautiful eyes,
your life is mine
__

Don't be surprised
Oh beautiful eyes
This.. is who I, have, become.