“Clepto Dismal”
Her hands behind her back, hiding from what’s weak,
Her back pockets full of hatchets for the tongue and cheek,
By church we meant idol worship, if you don’t have loyalty you can’t force it,
It takes every link to break the chain, she only set fire because she wanted rain,
Black eyed waiting, if I flinch I die, Would it be wise to say I’m satisfied?
Grey figure if you must to stop the white lights for wills and fevers that break, I’m alive and wanting, your dangerous dead weight,
If it takes the whole wake, I just may fall asleep, jumping fences into places I can’t reach,
With each second of silence that past, the feeling escapes my touch, I don’t care for how long, I just wanted to be the air between us.
-boring, e.
Line thirteen is a reference to the song “So Far, So Fake” from the new PTV album <3 I was surprised how much I liked it!! Their new sound is fire <33