We're Doomed
Mar. 30th, 2010 11:24 pmKeep your secrets wrapped up and covered in your bed.
Try not to breathe too deeply. One hitch and wind up dead.
A spilled out gentle heart, ruined against your bed.
Fragmented distillation, your soul, and my head.
I can't find another reason, why we gotta be alive.
I can't sink into this nonsense, why i gotta see this lie.
...
pray to god you're not going to get any further
pray to god you're gonna end up dead.
pray to god you're gonna go and hurt her.
pray to god you're gonna end up dead.
...
i can't see i'm so blind in this action.
a part of me ended up dead.
there's a part of me that's not welcome
let me out, let me wind up dead.
spill me out, we're screaming this nonsense.
there's a monster in my head. and then...
...
i can't find a moment set in truth.
and i gotta get out an get out...
you're gonna dry out and be left behind.
and get out and get out...
...
Keep your secrets wrapped up and covered in your bed.
Try not to breathe too deeply. One hitch and wind up dead.
A spilled out gentle heart, ruined against your bed.
Fragmented distillation, your soul, and my head.
I can't find another reason, why we gotta be alive.
I can't sink into this nonsense, why i gotta see this lie.
Try not to breathe too deeply. One hitch and wind up dead.
A spilled out gentle heart, ruined against your bed.
Fragmented distillation, your soul, and my head.
I can't find another reason, why we gotta be alive.
I can't sink into this nonsense, why i gotta see this lie.
...
pray to god you're not going to get any further
pray to god you're gonna end up dead.
pray to god you're gonna go and hurt her.
pray to god you're gonna end up dead.
...
i can't see i'm so blind in this action.
a part of me ended up dead.
there's a part of me that's not welcome
let me out, let me wind up dead.
spill me out, we're screaming this nonsense.
there's a monster in my head. and then...
...
i can't find a moment set in truth.
and i gotta get out an get out...
you're gonna dry out and be left behind.
and get out and get out...
...
Keep your secrets wrapped up and covered in your bed.
Try not to breathe too deeply. One hitch and wind up dead.
A spilled out gentle heart, ruined against your bed.
Fragmented distillation, your soul, and my head.
I can't find another reason, why we gotta be alive.
I can't sink into this nonsense, why i gotta see this lie.
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Date: 2010-03-31 08:31 pm (UTC)