Past All Concerns

This song spooks me out how similarly it describes my summer. I met a girl for a date from online:

"Over your face Your pretty hair That's how you came That's how you came

I saw you there Past all concerns And I asked for you I asked for you

I followed you To your room You took your Clothes off

I kissed your arms I saw your scar You who never liked your life

I named you my Black queen You who has seen Past all concerns I asked for you But you were past Past all All concerns

Your beauty is lost All to yourself But something still crowds My mind

It must be your Overcast face It must be your Overcast face

I named you my Black queen You who has seen Past all concerns I asked for you But you were past Past all All concerns Past all All concerns