Anchored Awake | Wringing my hands | Weighing my time | Running down dreams | Buying your life | Patience is a girl I've been trying to forget about
these mirrors break and now we've lost everything pieces collect about me despite my efforts only i can be nothing all i see are opaque expressions and
it won't happen again not for the hundreth time you're my cause, the pain you left in your wake all the people you dodge you fucking charity case times
It's just another selfish game, but i won't participate in this way of conquest, right of passage. Strive for stature, exploit the passive. Point rank
I was away for a while But I'm hoping someday you'll forgive me Though I don't deserve it I'll cherish it well if you give me one of your new starts
lied, lied again. now your terms come to an end, and it seemed quite shameless at the time, and for years. has it been so long? afraid to die, and for
We were at a party His ear lobe fell in the deep Someone reached in and grabbed it It was a rock lobster Rock lobster Rock lobster We were at
Set apart, great divides You are not what you seem, always different, always changing It brings the worst out of me, and it's here to stay That's the
love it leave it cradle it in these loving arms exposed to regret alone enough to set what made you think it would work exceptions spoken softly raised
rip it open wider, let no inch remain. rip me open harder, tear my soul and let it drain. molded facts keep faith intact, so close the text. search within
All eyes on me, it's why we never speak For now we'll just sit, locked and dilated I feel buried or maybe I'm just alone So cover me in black It's
Wide eyes help you stand out and the fact that you bare all skin Silhouettes keep me thinking about the habits you are in Watch us blanket all things
On the porch, two words changed life for me And I'm not the same He said, "Son, soon your life will change" And I believed in him "Your soul will
listen to what i have to say to you painful repetition - comes and goes again painful repetition - comes and goes again and it goes so now i'm the human
White eyes in coal mines Concrete industry Bare backs, baseball caps The sweat is part of life We're still thriving We've got a lot of mouths to
i cannot, i will not support your lies, innocent organization the disguise, but in truth a business that feeds from the pockets of those seeking innocence
Latimer/Hoover I am one of seven brothers. Five of us must leave and start again. In this land of Saints and Martyrs, Tears of sadness hide within the
[Once I was a little girl, stuck in a harbour, waiting for my beloved captain to come back. But then I decided I was a captain. And I stopped being a