歌词
Defoliated
Glade of my heart string
Fed through a Jenny
Inextricably
Ensconced in parked cars
It's not got me far
Imparting memoirs
Of times **** got hard
On me. I've got friends
Who just say talk less
But to call quits is
Not a sound option
Scratch the invalid
Didactic ********
Kill them with kindness
Me with sour patch kids
How have I ever
Made you feel worthless?
You condescend me
every wordless glance
Never is penance
A chance at time back
Through the great, the waste, the
Ugly you knew that
I am an artist
I eat space
I am an artist
Fallen from grace of
Mother and Father
Falter to bother
Leaving behind e-
ven my regrets.
Down this corpulent orifice, I am circumscribed by diatribe. Proclivity for vitriolic hating leads to Hades down this corpulent orifice. I am circumscribed by diatribe. Proclivity for vitriolic hating leads to Hades.
The thing that makes me sad is that I know how little time we have.
Northbound past Pala
Windows down, head out
Chilled air rushes in
Sweat pressed to my skin
From our friends now a-
sleep in the back seat
Every word we sing
I get less cold feet,
But
Everything I see's not how it should be. Ethereal lies breed thought mounds of debris. Keystone above and to the left of me. I'm unaccustomed to loving, please trust I tried, but I just can't get over you.