Tune my weaker eye
Spit white
Hold the world up all day
She’s blue in the face again
Sleep the darkness all away
And drinking kitchen paint to dye the winter I hope we’ll never see
Again
Deaf and dumb with the lights on 2x
Married by signs 2x
Personal Holloway
Six month linen
It’s safe to say we are alone
Suburban suicide
Watching night come amber
It’s all so temporary
Move a little way Move a little away now Move a little way.
Move a little away.
Move a little away.
Bleed life
Breathe life
Could be a better plan
Paracetamol
Could be a better plan
Could be a better plan
