letra de matchsticks - ishroyale
glass litters a garage, where i scattered my days. skipped class for a bitter applause, flattered by the fading praise. fluorescent reflection from a pool of p-ss and gasoline. the quiet sits like a presence, you haunt these halls a ghost in the machine
i swear i can hear you humming through a cough in your lungs, even then you were stoned and stunning, carving wisdom in the bathroom stall. while i stood outside. waiting in a line. ignore the passing timе. we’ll mourn the passing time
fall asleep standing, pants catch a tumblеweed, while ants bite my ankles, i’m just tryna keep my nose clean. pick goat heads from my sneakers, reeks of steak and stale caffeine. my heart breaks like that speaker, dropped in a pool of p-ss and gasoline. if these are the two only constants, consider me condemned, to a nude childhood of stolen kisses, play and pretend
bats slap the window, even the dog is having nightmares, found matchsticks in the garbage, taking out the trash in august, listless, honest, place is a promise, some rooms are like an island
before there was time to be passing, before there was time to be passing, before there was time to be passing
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