from
Demo,
released December 12, 2014
I dropped everything so long ago.
When you did it all for show.
You said your nature made it okay.
I told you I’d never let it go away.
What’s the point in the mess you grow?
Keep you up at night, make you feel whole?
Maybe someday you will know when,
Brutal honesty is at your throat.
I am rain plucked from heavy skies.
I am deadbeat empty eyes.
Lack of background fuels the fears.
That is just what keeps me here.
You act concerned, don’t help me out.
My white flag’s up, you burn it down.
I am days I’ve now forgotten.
Maybe I should care more often.
Or maybe we were out of range?