Bp & the Big Picture - In a Stranger's Room

I tasted your conscience
Wet upon your lips
Where I know I can't miss
The way you toss your thinning hair

Your weight on my shoulders
There's silence in your sound
And when I swing I hit the ground
Darling I can't carry this no more

All bitter and beauty
Dripping from you eyes
We know its no surprise
How these apples seem to fall

Now satin and silky
Sunken in your chest
I think we no the rest
How this story's going to

Written by:
Barryphillip Arruda

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