the art of destruction and task left at hand
I've been up for 27 hours. I just got back home.
The sun upsets me now, I showered by candle light.
Angels, gin and gas masks. Rusty stairs and hours that felt like minutes.
Lullaby's for the weary, sleep for those that need it most.
But only for a few hours.
The sun upsets me now, I showered by candle light.
Angels, gin and gas masks. Rusty stairs and hours that felt like minutes.
Lullaby's for the weary, sleep for those that need it most.
But only for a few hours.