Rotmouth – Ashes In Your Mouth

Ashes In Your Mouth

There’s glass in the street and the sky’s gone black
We fuck on the kitchen floor, windows blown out back
Sirens in the distance, walls shaking with doom
But you’re riding me slow, the end won’t come soon
We taste the world burning, grit in our teeth
I bury my tongue in you, you beg me not to leave
You scratch my chest bloody, you spit in my hair
If this is our last night, then let’s die unaware

Ashes in your mouth, my name on your tongue
We’re fucking in the ruins, we’re sucking air in our lungs
If the world ends tonight, let it end in your screams
Let the bombs rain down, let’s end it obscene
No heaven, no hell, just sweat and skin
When the fire rolls in, I’ll be deep within
If all we have left is this world burned out—
I want you gasping
Ashes in your mouth

The sirens are closing, there’s blood in the hall
But you bite at my neck, you beg for it all
We come with the thunder, bodies covered in dust
I kiss every bruise, I choke while I thrust
We move like it’s ritual, like death’s at the door
I fuck you ’til nothing, you cry out for more
When the windows shatter, you smile, I curse
You ride out the end—let’s see who comes first

Ashes in your mouth, my name on your tongue
We’re fucking in the ruins, we’re gasping for air in our lungs
If the world ends tonight, let it end in your screams
Let the bombs rain down while we fall apart at the seams,
No heaven, no hell, just sweat and skin
When the fire rolls in, I’ll be deep within
If all we have left is this world burned out—
I want you gasping
Ashes in your mouth

When the fire is done and the city is bone
I’ll taste you again, I’ll never be alone
If this is our grave, let’s bury regret
We’ll come one more time,
The world ain’t dead yet

Ashes in your mouth, my mark on your skin
I’ll fuck you through the endings,
fuck ya through death, through the noise and the sirens
When the dust settles down, when it’s all burnt out—
You’ll remember me first,
Ashes in your mouth

“This is the final broadcast. Breathe deep, hold someone,
and let the silence take you gently. There’s nothing left to fear.”

“My head hurts”
Can you hear me?
Do you remember me?
“My head hurts”
“This is the final broadcast…”