(Matt)

Deafening silence blowing through my mind

Save yourself some time and head in a straight line

A little more Vera Lynn poured into a teacup

Spilling your guts again on your best friends carpet

The smell of the tar pit

Get lost in the market

Eat the desert

I’m trapped in the peach pit

I made some bad choices that I’m done regretting

Your face is changing by the day

The ghosts in your soul have lost their way

Haunted by the demons