I held on

And every time i think about it

Every time i-

And every time i think about it

One word-

Had told you i knew everything

Self assured

In prospect of a pretty thing

Im unsure

And i can’t even cope with that

It’s your war

With my self inflicted heart attacks

Make war to make peace and make up

There’s black blood on green grass to clean up

The snow melts

And you just want a reason to shine

Every step was just you dancing in my -

Going every second, a headache is where I’m headed

Fucking up, resetting

The clouds still find it heavy

The angels think it’s funny, i haven’t learned my lesson

All the mud stuck to my hands, it was bound by my obsession

All the

Sleeping, drinking, thinking

And fuck-

I guess repeating

Waking up and barely breathing-

And fall

You’re not sustaining

All the courage thats contained in a portrait-

Not a painting

Sage is in the air

And the retrograde degrading

All the

Years and fears and peers

And fuck-

I guess the tears that made me

Know so fucking clear

That i was always drowning in it

The lake dries, the city dies, the sun floods

The fish float in the burnt boat with the loved ones

Make war to make peace and make up

There’s burnt grass and asphalt getting torn up

All the

Sleeping, drinking, thinking

And fuck-

I guess repeating

That i do to keep from dreaming

Is better than me bleeding

For a purpose with no meaning

A headache is where I’m heading

It’s my word

That told you i knew everything

Self assured in prospect of a pretty thing

I’m unsure

And i can't even cope with that