I find time moves more glacially in this vacuum of being alone
-s's.
-s’s.
dreamy potion of an electric ghost beckon back the forbidden souls
-s's.
I dried like fruit under the sun
my high hopes, they created themselves
an ugly subtle reflection of you
I tried to wait out see where it'd move
if it doesn't, then I'm stuck
in unfettered visions.
-s's.
I know the pain of a memory is annoying
Although its true
You dont come through
Something good
With a psychedelic twang and orange glaze
luxury gold spraying through the years
discovered you like you were never really real
and learned the great ensembles of the past
A grand and tragic rampant pursuit of passion
-s’s.
Now you’re fast asleep Now you’ve found some relief Listen more Now you’ve forgotten more than how much you knew You’re gone
you,
you’ve gone up
-s’s.
drink, “hello,” and on I wink to the mirror; golden bench, wasted glamor of a reflection, fuzzy distortion, sweet misfortune, lazy little vanity time to yourself.
Remember me I used to Hate you Remember me I used to Play along to Stupid scripts You write to Kill me off They came true
-s’s.
-s’s.
today I am mourning for what's yet to come, deep in the afterparty of death
Black, tarred, the walls eat everything up
grim appetite for the full dark night
-s's.