Milkglass skin

Verse 1

Your shadow’s in my bloodstream,

swimming slow, biting seams.

I wear your pulse like borrowed teeth,

pressing through the skin beneath.

Every breath tastes cold and clean,

like you’ve washed the world of me.

But in the dark, your hands still grow

like vines around my throat.

Pre-Chorus

You hum the sound of breaking glass,

and I let it in, I let it last.

Chorus

Coil me in your milkglass skin,

pull me where the light runs thin.

Every ache, a holy mark,

every touch, a hymn to spark.

You keep me breathing underwater—

you keep me drowning slow.

Verse 2

I dream your mouth in monochrome,

a fever wrapped in ribboned bone.

Your words drip down my hollow spine,

and thread my lungs with salted twine.

I’d carve your name into my chest,

but I’m afraid of what will nest.

So I just swallow every sound

until my voice is bound.

Pre-Chorus

You hum the sound of breaking glass,

and I let it in, I let it last.

Chorus

Coil me in your milkglass skin,

pull me where the light runs thin.

Every ache, a holy mark,

every touch, a hymn to spark.

You keep me breathing underwater—

you keep me drowning slow.

Bridge

Split my body down the seam,

plant your hunger in the dream.

I’ll bloom in teeth and porcelain,

and never breathe the air again.

Outro

Coil me in your milkglass skin…

Pull me and drag me…

In.