I am a temple

And I won't give myself to anyone.
What do you need?
The temporary nature of love is astonishing.
Whoever is faithful digs his own grave, yes,
But I won't be held accountable for one line.
I wanted to grow up, not decay.
In a matchbox, I'm defeated, but only for now.
Hibernate, wake up at 13, and prevent the crime.
Stop tossing and turning.
Sorry.
The moth keeps eating my soul.
What do you need?
I am a temple.
I am a temple.
I am a damn bull.
I am a temple.