Ever since I met you

I’ve been closer to the sun

So I’ll write words on an airship

Flying way above everyone

Waxen Wings are nearly melted

Tell my loved ones I’m not sad

Anymore

Ground Scores

Paid my Bills

And left me begging for more

I’ve been cosplaying the needle

Dangling hopeless by the thread

But that mess of hair reminds me

I might love this world instead

It’s so silly writing love songs

While we teeter at that edgе

And we’ll fall

Ground Scores

Broke our bonеs

And we crawled home