June

God put a smile on your face,
Caress my nights in your hands.
A kid in his eighteen was me,
I hope you'd make me retreat.
 
I killed myself as she got herself raped again,
The sky bled red, only their looks remain.
Burned the taste of scars in futile reprieve,
The end of innocence in me is conceived.
 
Waiting to be embraced by life,
All I saw were things I denied.
The way of flesh I can't accept,
Heard them talk in hushed disgrace.
 
I killed myself as she got herself raped again,
The sky bled red, only their looks remain.
Burned the taste of scars in futile reprieve,
The end of innocence in me is conceived.
 
A glimpse of hope I had seen in death,
But I couldn't see beyond the wall of repent.
A delusion of life I couldn't see through,
I never knew that nothing good comes true.