diet coke and quiet hysteria
I'm strangely vulnerable tonight.
Like I'm a river of tears barely contained in a sack of membrane-thin, vaguely humanoid lump. Like the slightest turbulence in the air is enough to rip me apart and flood this little room.
I crave for the safety of a voice.. or a lie.
and if the perfect spring is waiting somewhere
just take me there and lie to me
and lie to me and say
everything's going to be all right
Like I'm a river of tears barely contained in a sack of membrane-thin, vaguely humanoid lump. Like the slightest turbulence in the air is enough to rip me apart and flood this little room.
I crave for the safety of a voice.. or a lie.
and if the perfect spring is waiting somewhere
just take me there and lie to me
and lie to me and say
everything's going to be all right