A/N: I love this song and it, for some reason, reminds me of messed up Chameron sex, so ya, welcome to meth!sex the song fic. The song's by Ima Robot, a little L.A. band that nobody's ever heard of.

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A bridge of love
a feast of hands
pictures on fire
the act of god
true desire

Heart stops.

Eyes blind.

Breath catches.

Lips close on skin and lips and nothing else matters.

This shouldn't be happening.

You know it. She knows it, or at least she did when she was sane.

It doesn't matter now.

Her hands touch yours, intertwines for just a moment as you both gasp for breath. And then it starts all over again. Touch breaks only to rejoin and your lips find hers once again.

Makes fake love
down with hearts
and tattooed blood
cold freeze frame
of the pain

You're downing in her breath, her touch, in her. You're dying as you're living; you're choking on her sweet taste.

Her nails dig into your skin, into the mattress beneath you, threatening to tear the thin sheets. You can feel your blood dripping down your back, its warmth lost among your sweat.

You can't breathe when you look at her, when her eyes find yours.

You can't breathe at all.

Plots of Indians
a stage of props
a wounded girl
hold your thoughts
hold my hand
hold your man

Collapse in your lover's arms, a whispering wind threatening the silence already broken by your parched breaths. Reality seems so far away, past her dimly lit apartment, away from Princeton, away from all of this.

Truth is nothing more than a memory.

There was a time you saw this girl as nothing more than doctor, sleek and sharp, another robot in a white coat there for you to co-existence with.

My God, what happened? What went wrong? What went right? Why's her skin so cold against yours? Was she still there, inside that broken shell? Had the drugs hollowed her so? Why were you letting her do this, this double homicide of the heart? She's kissing you again. Why don't you stop her?

Why can't you?

Wait for the time
we will ripen for this kill
wait for your time
you will ripen for me

Is this love or lust, touch or tear, sex or rape? You feel exposed beside her. You want to get out, but God, you can't leave her. She's alive here, now, in this moment. Dare you let her die? Are you scared for her or yourself? Are you really that afraid being alone?

You've been feeling more alone lately than you ever have before. The future's scary and you're all by yourself.

Again.

Was this desperation or was this hope?

Destruction or worship?

Anarchy or prayer?

Was this love?

Am I draggin' you down?
Am I breakin' your heart?
Is it killin' you?
Are you fallin' apart?

You can't get her hands off your skin long after they've left. Her touch won't leave you; her skin won't break like yours. You don't want to kill her like she's killing you now.

Maybe you're already dead.

You're on the ground, down for the count, heart shattered, will broken.

You're already broken.

What's your name?
I know you from somewhere
Have you been hurt?
What's the dirt?

This girl's no one you know. She's foreign and dangerous and spins your faults of glass and holds them a bit too tight.

She's so cold, and no matter how much you put your skin to hers, she won't warm.

You can taste the meth, the regret, the dried blood on her lips.

Is it yours?

Is it your fault?

Who's your god
your daddy or me?
Death or pain
now what's it gonna be?

This is insane. This is deadly, dangerous, fallen, broken, lost, passionate, and beautiful.

My God, it seems so wrong.

Me and the wrath of an empty sun
nightmare chambers
and no ones none
I'm gonna walk
out in the street life
I'm gonna walk
down to the shore

Skin skims, breaths break and just one last time lips catch in the hopes that there would be no tomorrow.

Now gonna ask you
what you're thinkin'
anymore
wait for your time
you will ripen for me

She collapses beside you and you can't tell if she's laughing or crying.

Am I dragging' you down?
Am I breakin' your heart?
Is it killin' you slowly?

All you got was what you wanted.

Are you fallin' apart?
I want you callin'

Are you so lost as not to know that you're alone?

Are you so alone?

Am I draggin' you down?

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Beta-ed by my amazing friend Katie during sixth period. Not only did she edit this with a completely straight face, but even managed to hide this from the psycho psychology sub. Now if that isn't love...

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