When I came to
Your smell on me
I reached around the bed and grabbed a cigarette out of your bag
Sound of you breathing
Feel of your skin
Brought back some memories
I never thought this all could happen to me
Ten hours are missing from memory,
I vaguely can ɾecall [Em]pain and [Bm]pleasure mixing in one bowl
My mind is spinning
I know the bliss
Ten million [C7]miles away my [A]flesh and [Bm]bones are dreaming in a haze
Stains of mud on [C7]your skin
Night will come ans so will the sin