Freja

The scent is too sweet, is it drifting
To erase the lingering scent of yesterday?
If the passenger seat sinks deeply
I gently push down the lever with my fingertips

"I won't let you go until it's over"
Piercings sway in the night
"Signal me when you feel it"
Who were you holding yesterday?

Love and hate, torn karma
Fulfill it quickly
Floating promises in a glass
Show me as you drink it all up
Disheveled Freja
I won't blame you
Just take the heat that spills and seeps away

Without even taking off the ring on your ring finger
You stroke the edge of resignation
Tired of hearing 'What do you want?'
The mouth that says 'Is this a joke?' opens

'I won't allow you to escape'
The unattainable desire throbs
'If you're an adult, you'll understand, right?'
Even though I knew I'd lose if I touched you

Wandering, severe karma
Destroy it quickly
Fragments of reason
Stir and erase with a cold swizzle stick
Shake the blurred vision strongly
Steal away each held breath

'You're the one who set this up, right?'
Gently nibbling on the earlobe, heat rushes
'What do you want to protect now?'
I fall for that provocation

Pure love anhedonia karma
Taint it quickly
Floating promises in a glass
Pour it mouth to mouth
Disheveled Freja
I won't blame you
Just take the heat that spills and seeps away

It won't disappear as it falls
The sweet lingering scent