lyrical stylings

[zachase]

underneath my hair and skin there’s a storage facility
it’s among all the parts and machinery of my body
and among all this physical scenery i’m lost in what’s left of you
i'm lost

memories like polaroids are scattered about inside me
and in this collage of loss I am lost
all the places that we were are all the places that I am

i am becoming the nothing that i feel
but it’s something more than what i’d like to admit is real

the endings are never ending

this is the place I always end up
and I wish I could forget for once

a one trick pony, but I can’t ride this into forever
maybe one day I’ll never remember

and it’s so vague, but it’s always the same

regrets have been filling up in me
and i’m left with an empty stomach feeling

the endings are never ending