Always. Always, always, always, we breathe in sighs and breaths of desperation. Something always seems to make its way in. and I end up looking paranoid
In your room i'm in your head now can you feel it? can you feel this smelling your hair? it's okay that you're the answer that i can't seem to formulate
Our guise is that of an apparition enthralled in the vanity of self-worship our robe our crown as much a part of us as the very marrow in our bones we
Your gift horse has brought flies and the stench is unbareable i'm left with no option, but to embrace apathy and loneliness hoping that i die i took
It?s the sun. it?s the sun that?s making me smile. Fell asleep in the warm, warm sand. I don?t think I ever wanna awake up again, wake up, carried by
Why don?t you build yourself any higher temple of flesh? These grounds are disgusting, but your pores are starving maybe we can feed off of conversation
I walked over to the edge of space, where mind and matter sip on gin. Oversimplified I miss the way things used to be. I like it natural but I understand
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In the middle of the forest, in the middle of the woods I took off my fuckin? pants, that?s when Jeff?s mom understood. She?s a chode bearing slut, who
When the line between truths is as shallow as your breath when you sigh all we become are echoes of what we once were like cheap red lipstick and whore
My fingers brush your lips on On a cold day in June I won't forget anything I disregard every action Between me and you On days that shine And days
I've packaged my emotions it's limited edition in the new clear vinyl this one's guaranteed to make you weep with the pretty print oh we'll sell it all
Why are we still sneaking behind the backs of people we don?t love anymore? We don?t love ?em anymore. Because I am so sick of living in a bone dry marriage
I am here, and you are here, but we are not really here at all. Chew them up, build the fort, they won't see where we're hiding. I see the road slipping
You are a sunset you paint a perfect portrait and with just one touch i'll be fucking sold i am a ghost i am transparent consider the consequence of
Apparently there are fireworks over the bridge that I can see from my hospital window, and I?m curious.. I am curios how they?ll look now that everything
She sits on the shore, her legs open to the sea, hoping something cleaner washes in. the boats offshore, they moan in heat, dragging their ass on the