Venta Bias (new song)
The words they fall from earth and the crumble to pieces
But you didnt even know what I meant by this yet my words are
riddled with faces
That trickle from the walls that hold us in and grant us these
contusions
But nothing really matters when that of matter is lost beneath
the ocean (my fathers ashes)
Desperado, transistors fold, and you wonder why theres increments here
Desperado, in action mood, were distorded in the treble.
Ten million miles (away)
Bliss vancant smiles(today)
The Truth so Vile
You stole the child
in me and her(sister)
in all of us who believed in you.
Note:(lately Iv been realizing that all my songs are about my father) (...dont shot heroin in front of your kids when they're 7 years young. Cause one day, in their depression, confussion, and distorted hatred, they might write a song about you, and it just might make um a rock star...)
But you didnt even know what I meant by this yet my words are
riddled with faces
That trickle from the walls that hold us in and grant us these
contusions
But nothing really matters when that of matter is lost beneath
the ocean (my fathers ashes)
Desperado, transistors fold, and you wonder why theres increments here
Desperado, in action mood, were distorded in the treble.
Ten million miles (away)
Bliss vancant smiles(today)
The Truth so Vile
You stole the child
in me and her(sister)
in all of us who believed in you.
Note:(lately Iv been realizing that all my songs are about my father) (...dont shot heroin in front of your kids when they're 7 years young. Cause one day, in their depression, confussion, and distorted hatred, they might write a song about you, and it just might make um a rock star...)