one day when i was lost, they hung him on a cross... they hung him on a cross for me
you're the night, i'm the knife. i got a little bit of something and you got everything else like
sure thing sure thing. she calls me a name that sounds like...
i've been singing this new one that goes 'time wears you better than you wear yourself / and you wear your self out / it's too late or too early to kiss or to tell / so just shut your mouth...'
you can use it if you want to. i've got other plans. mangled hands around the neck. shaky chords and shakier vocal chords. discordant rasp of the faux fucked.
i feel like i'm always looking through foggy windows into a house that seems so familiar. but i never quite get it. and then i wake up in a cold sweat and take a shot or two and fall back and wake up again.
it's weird to click through journals of people and see what their last entry was before they hiatused.
i hope this won't be my last...
sure thing sure thing. she calls me a name that sounds like...
i've been singing this new one that goes 'time wears you better than you wear yourself / and you wear your self out / it's too late or too early to kiss or to tell / so just shut your mouth...'
you can use it if you want to. i've got other plans. mangled hands around the neck. shaky chords and shakier vocal chords. discordant rasp of the faux fucked.
i feel like i'm always looking through foggy windows into a house that seems so familiar. but i never quite get it. and then i wake up in a cold sweat and take a shot or two and fall back and wake up again.
it's weird to click through journals of people and see what their last entry was before they hiatused.
i hope this won't be my last...