a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de beach front property - bad optics

born to run with a heedless sense of motion
splitting hairs like the splitting of an ocean
another hour and it’ll all be gone
greyed out skies just to string you along
i am the dust that i will likely choke on

my feet are lead and my ears are filled with concrete
i’ll bite my tongue and move out to the country
i’ll beg the question and you’ll bend the truth
you’re moving on up now but what’s the use?
what’s next depends on where you’re looking

fall into a state of abstract acceptancе
of things you know you cannot change
we’re lеft with platitudes of love and devotion
and world that’s sold to us through shame

stuck between decision and deflection
your eyes are cold and there’s no sense of direction
another prophet, another arrogant death
she just got off the phone and there’s nothing left
keep on turning to the things you think you know best

fall into a state of abstract acceptance
of things you know you cannot change
we’re left with platitudes of love and devotion
and world that’s sold to us through shame
fall into a world that’s void of all context
a vacuum, a place stuck in between
you’re left with another disappointing vacation
and a receding view of beach front property
death and regeneration
are born inside the home
do you forgive poor judas
who lives inside your bones?
another summer full of ash
another silly song
the circular progression
of everything gone wrong

- bad optics

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS