Walking around in a faceless society bearing a...
there is no one else to blame...
Sometimes you just feel things and sometimes you...
Sometimes the numb can be so much & sometimes...
Remembering All Our Beauty
We look at the sky as we say our goodbyes...
You don't answer my calls,
You don't even call me back...
The windows are getting cloudy,
The rain is pouring down...
They were with four
Ouija was their game...
Seems three years
Though maybe four...
Whispers breathed in the heat of the night
Light the fires that burn so bright...
Wrapped in between inept beats that squeal
Thrashing around barbarically as ears begin to...
Ever hunted by your lies
Your holding back once again...
Silence the bleating and pewter the face
Powder the sunlight and knit the lace...
How eyes flutter
Through prisms of glass...