__it's an endless road__

our minds are troubled by the emptiness
Shadows settle on the place, that you left.
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.
Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time.
From the perfect start to the finish line.
 
And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong.
 
We are the reckless,
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we'll reveal the truth
That one will die before he gets there.
 
And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone.
We're setting fire to our insides for fun.
Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home,
It was a flood that wrecked this...
 
... and you caused it...
... and you caused it...
... and you caused it...
 
Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silouhette,
A lifeless face that you'll soon forget,
My eyes are damp from the words you left,
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.
 
And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one,
'Cause most of us are bitter over someone.
Setting fire to our insides for fun,
To distract our hearts from ever missing them.
But I'm forever missing him.
 
And you caused it,
And you caused it,
And you caused it
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built with a heart, broken from the start
In the valley of the dolls we sleep.
Got a hole inside of me.
 
Born with a void, hard to destroy
With love or hope.
Built with a heart, broken from the start
And now I die slow.
 
In the valley of the dolls we sleep.
Got a hole inside of me.
Living with identities
That do not belong to me.
In my life I got this far.
Now I'm ready for the last hoorah.
Dying like a shooting star.
In the valley.
In the valley.
In the valley.
 
Pick a personality for free
When you feel like nobody.
Born with a void, hard to destroy
With love or hope.
Built with a heart, broken from the start
And now I die slow.
 
In the valley of the dolls we sleep.
Got a hole inside of me.
Living with identities
That do not belong to me.
In my life I got this far.
Now I'm ready for the last hoorah.
Dying like a shooting star.
In the valley.
In the valley.
In the valley.
 
Back to zero here we go again
Racing down into oblivion.
Back to zero, here we go.
I can feel it coming to the end.
The end.
 
In the valley of the dolls we sleep.
Got a hole inside of me.
Living with identities
That do not belong to me.
In my life I got this far.
Now I'm ready for the last hoorah.
Dying like a shooting star.
In the valley.
In the valley.
In the valley.
In the valley.
In the valley.
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night call

8 months ago - 696 views
night call
I'm giving you a night call to tell you how I feel
I want to drive you through the night, down the hills
I'm gonna tell you something you don't want to hear
I'm gonna show you where it's dark, but have no fear

you keep me under your spell

8 months ago - 276 views
you keep me under your spell
I don't eat
I don't sleep
I do nothing but think of you
 
I don't eat
I don't sleep
I do nothing but think of you
 
You keep me under your spell

the man of a thousand faces

9 months ago - 512 views
the man of a thousand faces
The man of a thousand faces
Sits down at the table
Eats a small lump of sugar
And smiles at the moon like he knows her
 
He begins his quiet ascension
Without anyone's steady instruction
To a place with no religion
He's found a path to her likeness
 
His words are quiet like stains are
On a tablecloth washed in a river
Stains that are trying to cover
For each other
Or at least blend in with the pattern
 
Good is better than perfect
Scrub till your fingers are bleeding
And I'm crying with insight
I tell others to do without crying
 
He used to go to his favorite bookstores
And rip out his favorite pages
And stuff 'em into his breast pockets
The moon, to him, was a stranger
 
Now he sits down at a table
Right next to the window
And begins his quiet ascension
Without anyone's steady instruction
To a place with no religion
 
He's found a path to her likeness
He eats a small lump of sugar
Smiles at the moon like he knows her
a falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
 
And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
So darkness I became
 
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
 
I took the stars from our eyes, and then I made a map
And knew that somehow I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too
So I stayed in the darkness with you
 
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
 
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
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lost

One year ago - 791 views
lost
Iʼm tearing up, across your face
move dust through the light
to find your name
it's only faint
this is not a place
not yet awake, I'm raised to make
 
Still alive for you, love
still alive for you, love
still alive for you, love
 
In a matter of a month
from forests, for the soft
gotta know been lead aloft
so rid of all your stories
what I know, what it is, is boring
wire it up!
Now breaking new ground

a lack of color

One year ago - 803 views
a lack of color
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cracks

One year ago - 835 views
cracks
Climb
is all we know
when thaw
is not below us
no, can't grow up
in that iron ground
 
Claire, all too sore for sound
 
Bet
is hardly shown
scraped
across the foam
like they stole it
and oh, how they hold it
 
Claire, we nearly forfeit
 
I, I'm growing like the quickening hues
I, I'm telling darkness from lines on you
over havens fora full and swollen morass, young habitat!
all been living alone,
where the ice snap and the hold clast are known
 
Home
we're savage high
Come
we finally cry
oh and we don it
because it's right
 
Claire, I was too sore for sight
 
I, we're sewing up through the latchet greens
I, un-peel keenness, honey, bean for bean
same white pillar tone
as with the bone street sand is thrown where she stashed us at
all been living alone,
where the cracks at in the low part of the stoning