In the Morning Our Bodies Will Be Nothing by The Last Surrealist Lyrics

[Intro: Chris Romans]
Take my body
Take my mind
Bury me inside
A lover's body

[Chorus: Chris Romans]
Now watch me die
Watch me crawl inside
And create nothing from this
I have the gun up to my neck
I'm looking to undress
At the eclipse of the morning sun
All will be done
All will be done

[Verse 1: Chris Romans]
My cock is drenched
In a mixture of saliva and sweat
I'll take this fixation to my death
As I drink away the spirit
And my self-induced flesh
Enters a cold and dark emptiness
[Chorus]

My self-obsessed flesh
Enters a cold and dark emptiness

[Verse 2: Chris Romans]
There is a softness to her breath
She's so beautiful and I wish
To embrace her, but instead
I have the gun up to my neck
When I pull the trigger: death
It's the happiest moment of my existence

[Outro: Chris Romans]
If you say you wish me well
And want me to live for this emptiness
Then I will likewise wish you well
As I fucking bury you instead