Karrandash

Det här är tänkt att bli en låt, antar jag. Men jag vet inte något om melodin.

Namnlös
you breath me like a paper cut

sincerity is insecure

your lips are soft, your eyes are shut

my eyes grow hot my throat is soar

our cardboard smiles, our cotton sins

insanity is more than pain

how easy life is through a lense

don’t save me babe I love my chains

they breath me like a paper cut

consistensy is insecure

I say she’s just a little slut

you say she’s rather like a whore

extinction is the beauty of all minds never created

my shivering hands the proof of all the crimes never debated

you smile and watch my empty head; my dreams are all evaporated

I pray to gods that don’t exist and nothing is illuminated

and happiness is just a mental illness

pretending you’ve reached some kind of fulfillness

the world is full of hyproctical preachers

so I’m just empty, caffeine-high and sleepless

I’m burning out for you today

such a clever way of thinking

you’ll never get under my layers

will not go deep enough for sinking

he breathes me like a paper cut

another way of drinking

he asks me when he asks me what
he’s never known ’bout thinking

my head
is like an empty cup
still I tell it
to shut up.