Blows to the lungs hit fast and hard
we're a little busy on the present now...

Please i know they may be hard to find
but bury me in my favorite colors...

Death and Lies
Tears gone dry...

My best friend
is a little rubber duck...

I thought you said you'd never
stop this please stop this now...

I rock back and forth as the hole
in my chest starts to ache again...

I seem to hum
to make things casual...

If words could describe this thing
the way i feel when you pull this...

Waterfalls of Crimson Clear:
Do your Rivers ever Cease...

She'd share a single handed kiss
never both hands down...

Knives between the shoulder blades
i've stabbed you in the back...

Gnawing, breaking, The Stronger persist
Hands shaken...