I guess it started when the lights went out And everybody started running round in circles tryin to figure it out I could feel it Wedged in my ribs it felt freezin As my cold air blew out Dance through the evening, paranormal Slowly being called to the green Where the ghosts gather nightly and sell the devil their dreams, I observe Hails from the other side of the curb Hold the concrete notepad Scribble down my words in the limelight This is what its like to bleed ink Put yo fingers in it paint me a picture of what you think Make it beautiful and make it look like love Make it hang from the heavens Make it break my trust Make it real, make it dangerous Make it out of the rust and make it passionate and impossible to touch Its forever, slowly resurrected from the dust When you understand its everything inside of you, its us. Youre all Ive ever known Just come to my sleep, you always got me running home Handful of roses Youre my blood and brittle bones, My soul an open throne. Youre all I know. Ive spoke a whisper in the dark one night Watch it take form in front of me and mimic my life It seemed natural especially watching its last breath like poetry Watch as it clung to its own chest with a smile Made out of broken pieces of tile You can see the thoughts running, chase em around for miles If you want it, people say that old road is haunted If you travel on it long enough youll never get off it You believe it cause everything is skewed when you see it Then you process automatically, think that you feel it And automatically sticks to the brain when the truth of it Is standing outside, playing cards in the rain You will never beat the game it plays You can only turn around and lick the blood from your own switchblade Its forever, slowly resurrected from the dust When you understand its everything inside of you. Its us.
Posted on: Fri, 28 Nov 2014 05:45:07 +0000
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