ya sea..

There's no sleep behind those eyes, or to soothe that restless mind. Neither is there hope in the words you speak, in assumption of wasted time. There's no fire you breathe when your mouth whips at me. There's just an obvious triumph in your negativity.

When you drag your feet and drag others (and me), bewildered why they cry...

There's observers hope that watch you mope, a sad wish that'd you die.

Or so you think.

And dream.

Oh, a way to justify how you treat them (and me).

Your standards can't be met, because you have none.

If you lose, expectation, so you've won.

Oh, to break a girl in half for fun.

Washington

To sleep is simply to soar,

A shadow of a vision in my head,

Makes me feel mad in my skin,

What you see will go,

And beauty must one day leave,

Gorgeous sun,

Slither, not shake,

When you sleep,

Remember to dream

Pourqoi

Because we once made it snow in a boy's bathroom when the air was pure and the white of your eyes was obscured
She spoke and she smoked while I attempted to manage my feelings
"feel this"; those words
From a chest that has no heart
In your life, I'm a vague part
I know
But when asked why we have no care in the world, why I can't think of words to say
It's because we once made it snow

Ah woahh

Life is long and life is short
We hang ourselves and we abort
We snort happiness and deceive our hearts
Dividing love in many parts
Pains a game and so's the above
If theres anyone I'm thinking of
If I can't remember the second verse
And to love your child is to scream and curse
Then count me out.
I won't scream
I won't shout
My mind is calm with doubt
And other stuff too
Because the life I lead
Wasn't prescribed to you
Oh, irony
Through the window and on the floor
And that one time oil called me a whore
When everything's numb
Yet my heart beats strong
Lifes too short for love
Yet to hate, it's too long.

Oh

I could probably kill myself
But I don't have the guts to tear them out
But I was only wondering
Smashing my brain against bricks
Just wondering
About getting more than my fix
And less than my hope
With reality, I cope
With the days that follow
Beyond my limits and zone
If hell has company
Count me in
Because hear is nicer
Than alone.

Chant

When all I do is cry.
I'm mountains and deep deep valleys
And not scared to die.
Physique and convenience
And no more bathroom floor.
You're skin and bones and organs
But oh, I ask for more.
Marrow and capillary veins
And neurons and atoms to whore
I remember when you begged for my body
Now my skin is just a bore.
And I'm grasping with nothing to hold
No heart or hair in hand
Just an hourglass and a ticking clock
While we roll in love in sand
I'm head over heels over head in lust
And you're sitting and dying and smoking; you're dust.
You're lacking a voice
I'd give you mine
Where I slip off the edge of the world
To a place where the sun is shining
And I'm not some sobbing girl
Takes my hand to lead me through people i'll never see
I'm on display with this man
And you were never proud of me
So my foot slips off a cliff
With a quiet girl
And a boy
And a fifth
I land back to when I was in your arms
And on your bed
And I kissed your cheek
And every part
Of your head
Where my fingers touched
From your lips to your thigh
When I wait for your wake
When all I do is cry.

Bus

Raindrops clashing with my face in the most awkward places possible
Like between my nose and lip
And the right side of my chin
And the crease of my lips pressed together
Into a frown
Giggles forced into my ears
When I'd much rather lay my head
Down

Download

My lungs to the music in your hand
Floating illegally to a different land
I could drive until I hardly exist
Or drink to a place much more beautiful than this.