Winds are coming soon and nothing that we can do
Batten down the hatches
It's time to let the monsters run free
It's as if all those memories and angst ridden cries are swirling down the drain
With the blood
From when I cut myself shaving
You and me, it's been a while
Course it's for the same anyhow
We're all around when you're gone
Playing in the walls
Digging in the skin
Don't know what we realize
Bright and alive like a mescaline sunrise
Twisted on dreams
That used to be free
Now they cost money
I'm afraid you just don't see
It's time for you to be
And me
Oh I'd never though it'd come to this
Not quite the same with the daybreak fits
Calling it quits over stupid shit
That's how it always goes
Isn't it?
Couldn't face you if I couldn't face myself
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